- Non-Erotic Poetry
- That Essence Which Remains
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Love is that essence which remains
Beyond the lies, false promises
Manipulations and fake professions
Once ego, fully satisfied, is drunk
On a double ration of pain
Stripped all away, everything
From those virtues, seen by all
To our true self, exposed, ridiculed
Desired before, now tediously resigned
Hands, once tenderly held, deftly wield the blade
Cutting, exposing, making desolation
Of an emptiness, a boredom
A heart dyspeptic and corrupt
Devoid, apathetic, in a narcissistic rage
Perpetually seething at injuries imagined
Vile words and deeds plunge deep
Wrenching within a septic heart
Polluted by hope empowered in falseness, tainted
Choking on tears of foolishness
Drowning, nigh convulsing in betrayal
What is left after love? What lies beyond?
There is only truth: Man is a fool
Willing to hope and believe in a beauty
As fickle and illusory as the wilting flower
Fading in the blazing brightness of its own insecurity
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