My Poetry

Love Me Not

Why loveth thou me?
Why sayeth thou, I'm your first love?

Look at me, I'm a filthy rag,
This is not self pity, but the truth.

I do not deserve love, neither trust, or care.

Why love me? Why kiss me with kind words? Why say tomorrow and today, I shall love thee the same?

Im not thy angel, neither am I the birds you love to watch sing.

I'm not the Eagle with massive wings, neither the dragon that roars from the east.

I'm not the tortoise filled with wisdom, neither am I swift like the cats of the forest.

I do not make nests in the trees, neither do I make my abode in the broad seas.

I'm neither fast, like a horse, nor loving like a dog.

I'm not kind as a child, neither am I loving like the sky.

Where would thou hold and say, yes this I see and say, I love thee.

I'm lonely, and should be lonely, yet cometh thou in the morning to give me courage.

Yet commet thou in the evening, to give me succor. I'm wrong, I'm saddened.

I'm not lovely, I'm not lawful. Thou shouldst cast me away, far into the corner of the world.

Thou shouldst bury me where thy eyes can't see, for thou art everywhere, my thoughts though knowest. My gifts thou seest.

If I was thrown to the deeps, the great deeps of a void soul, even there art thou ready to save me.

Even though I run, farther into the land of ice, where people die, even then would thou fan me thy warmth.

I don't deserve thee, I'm stained, lost and gone. I should fall into the hands of carnivorous animals, I should cry and see no one answer.

I should and die of taste, for I make thee, my faithful lover, bleed.

Each day, my imperfect steps makes me shame, try remind me, I'm never fit for thee.

My laughter sounds like the town crier. I can't close my mouth, I'm a loosed barrel.

If I pray for thee to save me even then would thy hand grab me, but who am I to ask, when I'm filth?

Please forgive, but I won't beg for thee to leave me for if thou remove thyself from me, I shall be empty than an empty street.

I shall be dead, like a sleeping beast. No matter the shuffling, and jerking, my eyes shall never open.

Why love me? Please don't leave me, please help, all I want is to be perfect.

I want to be perfect for you, I want to make you smile, but I'm weak and restless, an impatient son thou begateth.

Save me and help me, or I would forever remain empty.