What-Else Remained
What's so harder?
To be a furious breakdancer.
May harm my ways.
If you prepare slow-motion;
I can dance with you.
Be my poisoner!
If you are a true care-taker.
Draw the pattern with me;
Until we find no mess anymore.
Not as just as a joke, but to be happier.
If you're a forbidden ripe fruit of life;
I can break the law, and share it with you.
The whole universe.
If you don't believe me;
you are a chosen one.
Work-harder on yourself.
And bear harder in mind!
Everyone else is a chosen one in a lifetime.
My secret is revealed;
I hate hatred!
I never need it to lead.
If you don't understand;
What-else remained?
To be a furious breakdancer.
May harm my ways.
If you prepare slow-motion;
I can dance with you.
Be my poisoner!
If you are a true care-taker.
Draw the pattern with me;
Until we find no mess anymore.
Not as just as a joke, but to be happier.
If you're a forbidden ripe fruit of life;
I can break the law, and share it with you.
The whole universe.
If you don't believe me;
you are a chosen one.
Work-harder on yourself.
And bear harder in mind!
Everyone else is a chosen one in a lifetime.
My secret is revealed;
I hate hatred!
I never need it to lead.
If you don't understand;
What-else remained?
This poem comes from diary of poems written on Tuesday, 23rd, June 2015.
Copyright 23rd, June, 2015. Machiek Machiek Akuocpiir Cayier
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