A Journey Deep Within

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** Hey guys, this is the first poem in this collection and it's a conversation between someone who has been hurt and the person who truly loves them. I hope you enjoy :) **


They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Then why does everyone look at me and see a loser?

You haven't sampled everyone, how can you give a definite answer?

Cos the opinion of every new person I meet never seems to differ

That only means they're not meant for you cos the affection of true love has never been known to waver

True love you say? My heart stopped beating at the departure of Esther

Oh please, you know she was just a case of an inexperienced youngster

So, what smart answer do you have for all of those that came right after?

Conformity to an ideal they think will make them cooler

Come on, you only say these things to make this loser merrier

I beg to differ, my handsome. I say these things to make the picture clearer.


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Did you just call me handsome? Please my lady, do not flatter

I have no need for flattery, no other face screams perfection, louder

I'm sorry, but I don't think that I can believe that any longer

That's only because you refuse to look in, deeper

What are you? A motivational speaker?

Go back to the beginning of our conversation and maybe you will remember

Are you trying to say that in my case you are the beholder?

Yes, I am and in my entire life, I've never met anyone better.


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But Anna told me the bloke Antwon's way cooler

Okay, let's analyze. I bet the scale tells us you're taller

But he's got that vibe of an awesome hipster

Why do you think so? Because he wears shorts that are way bigger?

No, it's because with all the girls he's always turned out sharper

That's not the case, my precious. You have only just been nicer

But if you will contest that, I bet the grades show us you're smarter

Yes, but with the girls, Mr. Nicer always gets the smaller number

Again, to the stupidity of conformity, I say they're none the wiser

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Why are you nice to me? You're in the class of an A-lister

And you belong in a class higher than all created, ever

I'll tell you why, you see? It's because you've only made me happier

And no, I won't send you crashing like all the others, dumber

Again, my love you have to know it's not because I'm gentler

I simply agree avoiding the backlash of Karma will be a whole lot easier

If I intend to live a life I will consider fuller

So, you'll stay with me only cos you believe Karma will make you suffer

No, my king. Apart from being better than all the ones I did consider

You're the only one my beating heart seems to desire


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I must be dead cos this can only happen on a plane that is way higher

That's the thing with you, your jokes ensure my days are filled with laughter

You mentioned before that I was funnier than every other

Why the others before you never laughed, I can only wonder

I don't mean to be rude, but a joke by Einstein will require a brain bigger than a peanut to decipher

Indeed, you're right, my lady. You really are a keeper.



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