trim flower
So many enemies to cease.
I wonder if my friends can breathe in peace?
What’ll happen if I read this piece –
In a rap tone?
Would everyone see the niche I take pride in?
I’ll make right in my wrongs,
Riding the poems like swerving life and death.
Eyes that kept eyes in check.
Paranoia had the boy in constant threat.
Chopping breaths upon each step.
But every week is seized –
By poetries that keyed the vibe.
Read and write – cut it to two.
Rewrite and divide parts into few.
Am I divine or the vine that held the apple?
Feeling fine as I withheld from battle.
Forgive me for I am simple.
I am everybody – took it to heart,
As sins are hard to rinse off.
Shooting the stars out of the sky.
I am just another plight –
Walking amidst the dead of night.
I understand that you notice –
My motive is different.
Was I wrong to show this –
Light showbiz?
My position as a poet wasn’t too bright,
As much as the weight of the pen was light.
Please don’t take offence –
For my style and yours’ compliment.
It was risky showing confidence;
Knowing all of this water rushing us.
Cold-blooded lust to turn us to dust.
Was the sudden button I pushed too much?
I knew you would touch on the topic,
I just assumed you wouldn’t be moved as such.
But I don’t apologise,
This is just a note to life.
inland reef
elfin charm
kind iron
raw notch
quick dagger
hidden steeple
silver whale
edgy violet