Tag: love

Anthology Reveries that I call Poetry | by T!el Fajardo

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Since I have some time now, I’ve put together this anthology for you all. If you think my effort is worth it and the quality is good, feel free to buy me a coffee,  there’s a button at the end too. Feel free to share this post and comment too.

I’ve also added a few extra poems that you might not have seen before.

How This Works

I’m testing an intricate idea here. This post is a single post with a collection of poems separated by pages (you might see page breaks depending on where you are reading this), with chapters and titles organized by the appropriate headings (no hyperlinks). Call it my postfolio; it’s a post analogous to a book.

Introduction

Welcome to a journey through language, writing, and the metatextual world of poetry. We’ll explore how language can be both a creative tool and a barrier. From the playful frustration of crumpled drafts to the powerful imagery of ink and blood, these verses challenge traditional forms, blending free verse with deliberate constraints.

The author

Pages: Page 1, Page 2, Page 3, Page 4, Page 5, Page 6, Page 7, Page 8, Page 9, Page 10, Page 11, Page 12, Page 13, Page 14, Page 15, Page 16, Page 17, Page 18, Page 19, Page 20, Page 21, Page 22, Page 23, Page 24, Page 25, Page 26, Page 27, Page 28, Page 29, Page 30, Page 31, Page 32, Page 33, Page 34, Page 35, Page 36, Page 37, Page 38

May You Lovesick Me

The adage goes, “You never know who you’re dealing with”
Good heavens! I deserve to be surprised for good
Like expectations, low; satisfaction, over the roof

For the time being, I continue to fall for your game
You’re scoring top, over others
Guess what, I might be falling again

I wish you weren’t my type…
O negative
I mean, I saw you bleed, I even made you do it
Quite figuratively

For that I beg your pardon
You yourself didn’t know “who you’re dealing with”
A fragile soul at the time, believe it or not
I didn’t do it on purpose

Now that I’ve strengthen up
You might consider acknowledging my strength
Love me back harder
My heart can now stand it

Those concerned about my emotional state and my privacy, may appreciate to know that I always use a persona, especially when writing emotionally charged verses, unless I clearly state it otherwise for particular cases.