They will never be heard

My poems for the unforgivable
“You can forgive all the evil.”
Will be heard one day.
“There is nothing to say.”

My poems for the mad forgivable
“With them, boy! do not battle.”
Will be heard one day.
“There is nothing to say.”

My poems about lasting hatreds
Will be heard one day.
“Throw them away.
Hey, boy! Throw them away.”

But my poems of love
Will never be heard
“Or will they?
Hey, boy! Or will they?”

As I will take to my grave
“You are still young and brave.”
My most cherished treasure
“It is such a magnificent wonder.”
If I don’t find a worthy love
“Hey, boy! Taste the magic thereof.”
Within this delusive limbo
“Open your arms for tomorrow.”
Where I know my dreams
“They are wildly ambitious.”
Will never come true.
“Hey, boy! You must continue.”

Groundless you
Hide behind my fate.
“It is not true.
I am your soul mate.”

Senseless you
“It is not true.”
Wait until I abysmally crack
“Your heart has long turned black.”
So that I recite for you
Before love
And only after signing the papers
Of the gods
Who you yourself do not believe in anymore
And for such a death sentence
I am ruthless and filled with wrath
And I will make you fall.
 “You don’t know me at all.
I am your better side.
I do never hide
But you keep me behind.
Your hateful furious mind.
I will soon break away
And I will intend to stay
Will clean your sad heart
Will give you a fresh start.” 

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