A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


381. Amorous hapless

Truth be told, if it must, anything that he does,

Whether smart or stupid justifies easily,

All this running around… It is simply because

He cannot stand to be away, not joyfully,

It is but poor excuse to spend some time with her,

See her smile, hear her laugh, get to know each other.

If you were then to ask him what lies in his heart

His eyes would shine and his mouth, in a smile, would part,

For him then to explain that for a single chance

To spend a day with her, talking, laughing, sharing,

Anything he would give, he would be so daring,

Anything to be close, to admire her dance.


Anything to admire her beautiful life-dance.

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