SagittarianJoy

For You: Lover of Green 
          	(Under For You Poetry)
          	
          	Your greed for money is laughable,
          	You seek for revenge and hearsay,
          	But let me tell you that you shall pay.
          	
          	Dare open your foul mouth, you are insufferable.
          	Dare twist your tongue, you are undeniable.
          	Dare say another word, that's understandable.
          	
          	Pray that you will feel nothing but joy.
          	Pray that you will taste nothing but happiness.
          	Pray that your nights will not be relentless.
          	
          	Your greed for money is incurable.
          	You spread words, how commendable.
          	I dare say, you go and pray—whisper to the devil of greed and you'll succeed.
          	
          	SagittarianJoy
          	March 5, 2025
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	
          	

SagittarianJoy

For You: Lover of Green 
          (Under For You Poetry)
          
          Your greed for money is laughable,
          You seek for revenge and hearsay,
          But let me tell you that you shall pay.
          
          Dare open your foul mouth, you are insufferable.
          Dare twist your tongue, you are undeniable.
          Dare say another word, that's understandable.
          
          Pray that you will feel nothing but joy.
          Pray that you will taste nothing but happiness.
          Pray that your nights will not be relentless.
          
          Your greed for money is incurable.
          You spread words, how commendable.
          I dare say, you go and pray—whisper to the devil of greed and you'll succeed.
          
          SagittarianJoy
          March 5, 2025
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          

SagittarianJoy

FOR YOU poetry entry
          
          For You: Sitting Pretty
          
          Announcing this late,
          Is it for our sake?
          What if we cross a lake,
          Or tumble over a rake?
          Would we arrive on time at this rate?
          
          You think you're too early,
          Waking up without such misery.
          Nonetheless, nevertheless,
          This is indeed pointless.
          Are you that brainless?
          
          If you think we are in a hurry,
          I beg of you to stand quickly.
          Wipe those silver pane thoroughly,
          Peel your eyes widely
          For you to see who between us is unlucky.
          
          Are your limbs that heavy?
          Why can't you move freely?
          Why can't you act accordingly?
          Perhaps you prefer sitting comfortably.
          No wonder you feel no pity.
          
          October 22, 2024
          SagittarianJoy
          
          
          

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Check out a new poetry that I wrote:
          
          Blue Battlefield
          War of Blues
          
          Written by:
          SagittarianJoy
          © 2023
          
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          This poetic story is divided into two parts;
          
          •` Chapter One: BLUE 
          •` Chapter Two: FATHER
          
          Blue Battlefield or 'War of Blues' was inspired by the civil wars occuring in reality while the author was reading historical-fantasy novels. 
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