PERIL
Darkness of dim light I am.
Dashing in mines of the lost.
Imperil was always my companion
Courage always laughed at me
Gallant fool always kind to me
Dare approach with Dutch courage
Chased by lions in all times
Precaution looked silly from far
Time is always beside me
Risk always imitated me
Luck was never fair
Love thought I was dead
Peace never cared about me
War made me look so bad.
Hope seemed to be confused
Trust was never understood
Far from me were my enemies;
BRAVE, COURAGE, LOVE AND TRUST
Hero was my preferred initials
What a brute world this was
Even Devil dashed away from me. #review #poetry #AR
Darkness of dim light I am.
Dashing in mines of the lost.
Imperil was always my companion
Courage always laughed at me
Gallant fool always kind to me
Dare approach with Dutch courage
Chased by lions in all times
Precaution looked silly from far
Time is always beside me
Risk always imitated me
Luck was never fair
Love thought I was dead
Peace never cared about me
War made me look so bad.
Hope seemed to be confused
Trust was never understood
Far from me were my enemies;
BRAVE, COURAGE, LOVE AND TRUST
Hero was my preferred initials
What a brute world this was
Even Devil dashed away from me. #review #poetry #AR
My love is strong whiskey
My love is spray cheese
My love is hard knock
My love is occupancy
My love is war
My love is your pain
My love is your tone
My love is your nightmare
My love is more than your fear
My love is more than your mother
My love is beautiful and
It smiles like a lunatic
Freshly registered in the psychiatric
My love smells fresh like
Orange juice, sweet to the taste
And sour like squeezed grape fruit
My love is rooted with
Few branches
For you and me.
#poetry #review #AR
My love is spray cheese
My love is hard knock
My love is occupancy
My love is war
My love is your pain
My love is your tone
My love is your nightmare
My love is more than your fear
My love is more than your mother
My love is beautiful and
It smiles like a lunatic
Freshly registered in the psychiatric
My love smells fresh like
Orange juice, sweet to the taste
And sour like squeezed grape fruit
My love is rooted with
Few branches
For you and me.
#poetry #review #AR