I
The compassionate nature the hideous boy flaunts
He is precious and so very sincere
Opening the door and speaking so clear
Conduct of kings with love so immense
Not a woman can stay and endure his features
A book burned and blackened contains loveliness with
Refraining from the depression the boy determined to win
He assures himself that all will be sound
With love to give he will find his dove
Aghast though he is his soul sours above
II
The ugly man hides his face by a thick beard
Drunk and confused his mind aggrieved unclear
Just enough cash to buy a cheap whore
Corner of Ridgewood he can afford
Love love love fuck the white dove
A tired crow follows begrudged
His face of unique characteristics unkempt
Blackened the days have passed with neglect
From loves excoriating cruel crawled years
Easy it is to hunt down a whore
A moments reprieve from love’s torturous sword
III
The old unsightly man now vagrant and beggar
never having found love's beautiful nectar
The emotional burden his soul entertained
For decades upon decades his heart
so pained
Now Bitter and Hateful the old ugly man is plagued
With dreams of love that the ugly boy had slain
Pondering memories of love in his hands
Never obtained but dreamed he did
That someone in the world had love for him
Resigned to defeat he finally sees
That god doesn’t bless monstrosities
Death takes the man as he slumbers and dreams
Awaiting a love that will never be.
randy sturridge
2 comments:
Loved the concept.
"Blackened his hears has grown through the neglect" is this a typo or am I missing something.
Hahaha I don't know...I wrote this today and edited it but I just can't remember if I had a thought attached with that or not. Either way it left me confused as well...so I changed it.
Haha thank you for letting me know...I don't think you were missin anything...and if you were then I am as well.
I'll settle for a Typo and a Gracious Thank you for letting me know. Haha I like the Profile Pic.
Thanks for the comment good sir.
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