Our love wasn’t so easy anymore It was becoming harder to love each other Our flaws couldn’t be hidden any longer Our differences were too different Our imperfections weren’t so perfect anymore We weren’t so perfect anymore.

We had to talk about it About the monster in the mess that was our relationship, But because it wasn’t the right time, We had a lot going on, We had our hands full, our plates overflowing Because you said it wasn’t the right time You said we had to wait, So I waited.

Waiting was a b*tch, It gave me an itchy feeling, a feeling that was at the base of my spine.

Doing routine things like the dishes, It was there, just right there.

Always perfect in it’s timing. Waiting pensively, dreading it with every fiber of my being The pressure in my shoulders a weight too heavy to bear.

I was waiting for the time, The day of reckoning.   And as your shadow fell over me, I knew the time had come. The waiting was over.

Handshake, When it exceeds the elbows becomes a brawl.  Life quakes in different directions,  quite interesting a lot and a few tragic.

Discomforts Earthen barriers barricaded by unpleasant situations.  Lying forlorn is depression sacked in sorrowful tears,  agonizing lost, hurts, loneliness and wishful death.

Antique the mother of art has erected a statute confused for a piece of art work,  incoherently the message is passed to those daring the unimaginable. Though guilty be the pleasure but mundane things are no exception.

‘Growl’ for the image takers has stolen the destiny of an unborn,  wizardry they call it, forces left to no right damaging and demanding demeaning lifestyle. Jupiter describing it’s form terms it terrestrial, unique and unequaled, panelling Mars as the secret doorways to human light. Forms,  likes,  kinds are exemplary figures of speech describing a being .

Exhume the fossils let the CHI describe the direction from where the sun has gone pale.  Mother earth cries for the wrongs done the rights,  for many rights has visited her abode while the wrongs still thrives in redundant layouts of committing evil unabatedly.

Sound the gongs,  make it louder for the foes of the earth must Harken to the voice of liberty and domination by the essence and true beings of the most high, let every man who rejects the truth perish in inferno for the crusaders of Christ has risen to take over their inheritance.

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Top 10 Poem About Life

• The Awakening