Personal touch
Being divine is not hard work
Trying to fit in is horrific
Make this one last
It doesnt require physique
No yoga nor heavyweights
I needs a heart
And binded souls
You'll never be alone
You're not a lone charge
You're a freshbone for dogs
Far healthier than a fish bone
My absence must resolute you
My disappearance shall be assured
My rotting flesh shall reassemble
As my soul forever revolves
Because you are me
As you think of yourself
Think of your wonderful reflection
As acting on future choices
Assume my responses
As you look into those stars
One of them is about you and me
During the darkest nights
Never let fear commend you
As the knight rest
You shall take the place
To rescuevin that night
Darkness shall not redeem you
Light shall lie on you
Lies be tied with lies
Love strengthening bright stars
Don't cry tears I can't drop
My reflection will smile in defeat
My flesh shall not rot into you
My face shall be in your dreams
As you be the best version
Of your veey kind
I cant fight if you're unwilling
I can't win if you're not interested
I can lead if you dont elect me
I can't live on if you give up on me
Fight as I'm bulking strenght
Have interest, I'll win it all
Lead! By electing me wholeheartedly
Give in! I've already given out
Personal touch isn't just a bond
This touch doesn't require me
Tilt your life up until it's right
It requires your heart
As you call my name, heal!
As you praise me,reign!
Because i live in you
My dear redemption.
About this poem
I wrote it after my a friend had completely revealed my worth
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Written on August 22, 2021
Submitted by mnisitsakan330 on March 14, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,483 |
Words | 298 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 4, 4, 5, 8, 7, 6, 4, 4, 8 |
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