TORN.
Image taken & Manipulated by me
oh empress!
I can see the sound
of your love like a cymbal
calling like a siren
as it creeps around like a symbol
a redness or a green?
like a Siamese or a twin?
or like an arrow swivelling
as a swift
coming down like the showers
of snow or a gentle breeze?
I'm torn,
two soul luring me
to the north or the west?
for the north lies my heart
enchanted to a goddess of charm
and the west is lies a longing heart,
beckoning in pleas
to be lost, forever carried away
by the unsteady current of love
gushing and dashing against rocks
Oh empress!
I'm torn, between the wild,
and the tamed
For like a camel,
swiftly gliding the desert
wading in dangerous winds
I have listened keenly
to gentlest of reverberations
to the tenderest of thuddings
in the naked nights
Under Sirius' beam,
I'll serenade for decades,
till these vocals
can no longer yodel
and the larynx no more blare,
like a gladiator
I shall fight seven headed monsters,
glorying in gut and gore
like a beast hungry for more,
more of that gaze
into the dark where your glitter
like a firefly under the meadow.
TORN!
like a fork,
two beautiful path
with uncertainty lying in wait
shall i dwell abreast?
gazing through your beauty
like an ewe lost in awe
of turn to a solemn love
for the softest of embrace.
the eyes is persuaded
but eternity awaits
Your gaze keeps me forlorn,
ensnares me for long,
like air in a cage
and only a glimpse of you,
coming in the wildest of storm
appearing like letters dotted in cuneiform
and my heart is made at morn,
to deny my one true love
and follow you willfully
to the ends of the earth
Written by @Josediccus
18/7/2020
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My name is @Josediccus, a young Nigerian student who is a Vlogger, A Psychologist, Poet And Sports Writer/Analyst. I'm using my contents as a process to create shared meaning as well as create expressions through which people on/off hive can relate. I believe content is a process to be enjoyed and relished and I'm up for any collaborations in my field stated above. Cheers
@Josediccus, your brother-in-pen & heart
I'm hoping to reach more people who are broken at heart and spirit, so share on any platform or rehive
what kind of dope manipulation of image is this... Nice editing.. it got my attention .. nice rhymes for the poem
Well first of all I took the picture then I got the idea to write the poem then I Manipulated it, took about 30 minutes to get the image to suit the theme I want man, it was serious work. I'm glad you like it
super dope editing
Thanks, brother, for your poetry. It really is a talent you have, no doubt
Thanks a whole lot. It's really been a long time, how have you been?
Boss man this your image ehn...very captivating 🥂
Brotherly wetin we go do, just trying to be good at what I do
Lolzzz..see this man...you don good already nah. Nah to dey teach us remain🤣
Nice one brother 😎
Thanks a lot, I'm gradually getting better at doing this.
Poetry, my holy grail. I love this piece.
This photo edit is impressive bro. Well done
Thanks a lot buddy, I guess that was the selling point really. Hahaha
Awesome poetry. I love the rhymes💯