An emotional and contemplative man Poem, by Donteatmecows, at My poetic side

I was never buff

I was more brains than brawn

Outsmarted all the other guys

Yet still blind to the ways I was wrong

I clung to her for safety

And Mary comforted me

Yet in the end I was more broken

She shouldn't have seen what I let her see

I helped her sell her soul

And she thought that it was cute

Wisdom: “Never give the body

When the soul is kept on mute.”

Cleanse your hearts, you double-minded

Get purified from sin

Now I have to get her out of this

Because I got her in

I must not ever let that die

I refuse to be a brute

Desperate for relief

First talk when chemistry aligned

Minecraft days; on spleef

I was neither dead nor alive

My brain was always buzzing

I’ll have to wait for God’s dear wife

Before I can start fucking

Comments +

sorenbarrett March 21st, 2026 07:24
Guilt comes after knowledge and lasts until memory ceases. A lovely write
- DonteatmecowsMarch 21st, 2026 07:55
  an intersting tak on it, and im glad u enjoy it, my good sir
- sorenbarrettMarch 21st, 2026 08:24
  You are most welcome
Doggerel Dave March 21st, 2026 15:02
While your poems appear quite self revelatory demc, a basic bio on your Public Profile page wouldn't come amiss.
Interesting work.

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