A poet without love...
Image is subject to copyright A poet without love were a physical and metaphysical impossibility. She is too pretty I thought She’s keeps staring at me, wooing her would be easy I thought Shoot your shot, I thought… I summoned all the courage, I summarised my best love poem while my heart kept beating fast Bop! Bop! Bop! In a rhythmic frequency only cupid can understand She must be mine I thought… I don’t need to brag but I’m Shakespeare’s prodigy, I write and I spit, making your heart my abode is what I’m here for I love you beyond your dazzling smile and your picturesque physique I can buy you all the beautiful dresses in this boutique Princess please, gimme the chance to prove my words and worth I jested… Blushing, disgusted or awestricken? This I can’t tell But she stood there smiling like a mannequin Yes! I wasted my precious time flattering a mannequin The beautiful girl I thoug...