Sometimes I hear my name being whispered through the howling wind.
I know I'm not God, but it appears someone needs my help again.
I've tried, but I don't know how to make the pain end.
Things changed; I'm withdrawn. I'm not always there for a friend.
Likeable personality; many people would like to get close to me.
Clean individuality just like how it's supposed to be.
I may have not been chosen, but this is what I chose to be.
I got love in my heart for all, even those opposing me.
Mastermind, full of tricks; I only do this for kicks.
I've been carrying a heavy load; a pallet of bricks.
The Universe needs a new architect, I'm that one fix.
I'm tired of listening to the prophet and whatever he predicts.
The solution will come, but the problems will mix.
It can start from one and jump straight to six.
True words will be uttered but auto contradicts.
Meaning will be lost, by him who cherry picks.
I'm not gone; remember that I'll always be there for you.
I know I seem ghost, but I'm trying to make myself clear to you.
Love is a game, and I tried to play it fair with you.
I just want to be near to you, even if I can never be a pair with you.
- LUMARVENS ALEXANDER
poet, author
SATURN: Fantasy Poetry
