Expect it not from a dumb head like me
cause did she not when I made my word.
Shocked was she? I don’t know why, but
soon there ran a smile;
bringing her lips closer to mine
never did I want, this to happen
a kiss was it not, but well rehearsed words
for once I realized boyle was never wrong;
I felt nowhere with pressure breaking me down.
It was a verse within my heart
I can be destroyed, never defeated.
Thinking outside the box
she had shoved me in, it was pretty clear.
I was defeated for the first time of all.
Never did I seek for a relation so firm
knocking my door was like a weekend scroll
my beautiful princess never told me this.
I was left behind with someone better, striking her hard.
Loneliness is in my trait
as I had been his slave, well
before she had ever come.
memories make me realize
there was something else that had me on,
being bleak they failed to say
the potion so specific
I am on its hunt now, and soon
I will be back to love her again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem