The haunting of my art
Made me beam soon as I start
The greatest of all forms is music
My heart π and soul now at its euphoric peak
Finally as I pour it out to all of you
Word by word...Of tender hue
Gone are the days everything is pitch black
π²
Which means to say
I am indeed back
After a mistake
They pushed for a useless break
Friends from afar I have to ask
Am I unattractive or an exquisite spark?
An old soul said I am indeed
Your dark eyes makes my heart πbleed
Another one cheered for me
Informing me in all honesty I am pretty
A workaholic told me to refrain from being sad
Yes I have imperfections but I do not look bad
A fellow compliments my unique charm
That makes bees towards honey to swarm
These men are like family
That spoiled me of flattery
Which doesn't mean they love fooling me
I may lack the perfect skin
Or the killer legs for sure win
All of me is all a real man want
A true friend and brother advises me to stop saying "they can't"...
Whoever you are
Yes I know you are literally far
I can feel that is unconditional
All apologies if sometimes I'm a little temperamental
My heart πis covered in icy fictional barrier
Seldom we chatted but it's all heartful banter
Then later the icy barriers melt suddenly
Is it love π now a reality?
this post was old and I cannot believe it I have done this. I have to embrace it. Itβs one of my best in the field of this art