Category : Poems

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Oh my heart humbled in this glorious city I await.
Not forgotten by the love you left in your wake.
Be my actions pure enough to make my father shake?
Have I forgotten my duties distracted by what is read aloud?
Is the goal for me on earth to finally be proud?

Am I here waiting to finally be found.

So much talent hidden in the depths and desires.
Secretmy hidden web of what he transpires.
Yet nobody knows the lonely of mine lonely designs.
Working from an earthly axe and grind to resign.
All of that which I value left to be consigned.