I've found myself being religious recently
I wake up excited to talk to someone
I pray for their happiness and safety
I offer my time for their blessings
So I sit in gratitude
I acknowledge and thank...
Myself
It woulda been you if I allowed
but my new god doesn't like idols
Sensual in nature it opens its heart for me
New feeling despite my many bridals
Positivity now creeps despite my bitter rivals
Hold on, new me on the way
But Be careful, he just won a lifelong battle
Him and his new god made life
his golden cattle
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Author:
hexfully (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm finding this weird sweet spot of consistency and trying not to oversell myself. Okay now that Ive typed that It seems I have myself on discount : /
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Idols rull the life of the worshiper, be they a lover or a god. Nicely written
Enjoyed the read, nicely done
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