3mvi 3mvi Poems

If I were to unveil your definition
I would unveil the secret of water and life,
You came and brought me light in this gloomy prison
When I was sparking only on my strife.
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You are beautiful,
You give birth to my soul,
You blossom me wealth,
You nurture me health,
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Am I cursed?
Is my spirit forced?
Is my angel lost?
GOD, am I worthy to trust? !
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I'm in lack of inspiration
And I search but can not find,
A suitable vocation
For this creation of the mind.
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I cry to die,
I die to fly,
My dream is high...
...a dream to try,
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I am thirsty,
Of joy and hope,
And in my fancy,
I take on dope,
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The poet I try to be,
Is it me or just another's prodigy?
I try to explain,
I'm driving nuts out of my brain,
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All alone, left all alone,
People come and go leaving behind just a widow,
Of past memories all gone,
All dressed for their own gloomy, funeral.
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Scrambling for as little as little
Scratching on the remains of a bettle,
Corpses of living meat,
Forces of bearing wit,
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And he, the warrior of time,
Lives exiled in the winter, doth his spirit shines in April's prime,
Hereunder, burdened with wrinkling scales as armor
Seest life as a battle yet not won and victory yet not harbored.
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