Christmas -
My release came...
Overwhelming peace at the prospect of a closed door.
A prayer whispered in silence,
The plea of my heart.
Your experiment complete,
You once again made a sub-standard attempt at my heart.
8 New Year's Eves ago, these scraps would have sufficed -
But not anymore.
Tonight, I sit at the banquet -
An honoured guest
I know that my prince is come...
YOU failed the test
Self-disqualification
In that hour, the admission was made
Truth in the lack of your love.
The idea of you...enticing
But all the devil's lures are such
You're gone now.
I wave at your chapter as it moves to queue up in my past
Washed over with relief...
God does answer prayers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem