william Megabit

william Megabit Poems

The eyes of love sees not to be seen
Prays not to be flaunted by a teen

Strays not for an unfaithful reason
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Tempting it is, yet a wishful thought
To vie your compassion with passion
The thought comes forth at each worth
Timely, if thy kind touch may free my mind
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Wear me light
As though your skin
I‘ll pour all
Myself into you
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By touch her petals fell
When asked there was none to tell

She sang by the well
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I sing of a maiden,
Beneath the hold of glass
Grace adorned precious,
In traces with cherries,
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I will lay upon thy cute lips, wet
Coats of shady fine red scarlet
Your nails, with sweet scented oil
Wrapped in sweet honey foil
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I have overlooked your beautiful smiles,
I have carefully strayed from cheery heart,
I have turned a blind sight on these charms
Telling myself they are not at all for me
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Idle like a lost rusted old silver needle
Meddle in the hallow winds so feeble
Not knowing the answer to the riddle
Feign is this heart daunted by hurdles
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I have overlooked your beautiful smiles,
I have carefully strayed from cheery heart,
I have turned a blind sight on these charms
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These sorrows flow and grow slow
Within the thin winds in kind to blow
Waiting ages, this rock sat wailing
Upon failing conscience to sailing
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william Megabit Biography

I a man behind my time and my odyssey compel me to write words soothing to a heart. A task I have taken, upon myself to emancipate from pain and grief to appreciate words in my own way to bring forth joy and closure. My power of imagination stands out best, through my ink I am able to demystify the world with words. I surprise myself with my mind wrapped around issues of love trapped in the backward days when profane could not escape the lips of men through rap and not sound like crap. My mind is too fickle to commit into memoir what to recite once written.)

The Best Poem Of william Megabit

Eyes Of Love

The eyes of love sees not to be seen
Prays not to be flaunted by a teen

Strays not for an unfaithful reason
If true, then it favors no season
It could frame the heart to treason

The eyes of love; feels not to be felt
Plays not feeble the icy heart, to melt

Teary not for the undesirable sorrow
If true, in haste to overwhelm and grow
It could churn the heart to fold and row

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