If I am lost
It is you I cannot find
Because when I was heaven-sent
You were divine
So now I am crazily in love
You are out of your mind
I believe we are totally different
But you just think we are nothing alike
I remember when I couldn't breathe
Because you were breathtaking
My heart stood still
While yours stopped palpitating
I once got confused
And your world capsized
So I gave my heart to the Lord
And that's when you got baptized
Whenever my world was overwhelmed by pressure
You would become stressed
First in class
But last in tests
You always thought I was awesome
But you've been simply the best
Next in line to the second best
I am black and you're never white
I preferred to argue
But you rather to fight
So I took all your wrongs
Though you gave me your rights
I call you my angel
And you said I am your seraphim
We mean the same to each other
That is why you're my synonym
Oddlink is a free writer. He writes mostly from personal experiences but is also able to take reader into a world of imaginative thinking. Motivated by his experiences, OddLink is inspired to write whatever his perspective holds. A very intriguing character (OddLink) that draws your attention by means of his 'handy' work.
Friday, November 29, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Stand-Off Relatives
For them who think they can
replace
And to those who think of
themselves replacements
Think, and then think again
Because your existence in my
heart can cause no displacement
The love I can withstand is
more than hate
More than hatred itself
But to them that I am related
My love may have been late
but never belated.
Endless emotions held for
locals
Foreigners held on a leash
Unleashing love for
‘reigners’
And skepticism for them within
reach
By other means
I trust no one
And this doesn't mean I love
no one
But I had been in love with someone
that deliberately did me wrong.
Comfort Confrontation
A dear companion once said
That comfort comes first in the head
And I agreed
To the highest degree until I am dead
Without peace and serenity
One would feel empty
Unless full of nothingness
But the best feeling is happiness
In a world of your own
Where everything is fully grown
In immaturity
Assurance is granted
For the satisfaction of everything you've ever wanted
Notice this
Nothing will be missed when innocence is bliss
For in the world of consolation
There is no condemnation for taking risks
Or having a peace of mind
And yet comfort still has the biggest piece of mine
But bear in mind, without comfort and consolation
Constant contemplation is an occupation of the mind.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Women (International Women's Day) March 8th
Let's March against the hatred
But for the love of the mothers of the earth
From whence all the generations of the world are birth
With love on the 8th
For men, the part of us we just can't live without
And as much as some may disagree
Many can still relate
To the WOW part of men
Women
Internationally recognized worldwide
Stamped, sealed and authorized
To be sole bearers of children
And of men that lack the functions
Of a rib or maybe a bar or grill
So defined yet unpredictable
Their countenance can be like raging fire yet as something peaceable
They are to be celebrated for their unlikely uniqueness
And the spell they cast upon the men for obsessiveness
The day we specialize as
The day we put aside to realize what women have put aside for us.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Adrenalin
It was at first the nothing that became something.
Then the something that eventually accounted for everything.
That thing,
The adrenalin.
I once didn't possess the will.
The will that possessed me with the thrill,
But I did,
When I finally found adrenalin.
Like fire; sprinting through my veins
With adrenalin there is no pain
And no matter how long it stays
The feeling of adrenalin would always stay the same.
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