Elf

She was so sure about herself
Nothing could stand in her way
Like a benevolent elf
She did magic every day
Expecting nothing in return
She transformed the world around her
And the people, they would yearn for her favours
Having found her

Her life was harsh, her path was rough
The karma troth turned out a lie
Having a good heart was not enough
When karma turned away its eye
It took one person and one knife
To take away her life
The people grieved a year or two
Soon all her memory died too

And the benevolent elf
Was no more.

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Dust

Dear Dust, why do you keep accumulating?
What is the purpose to your existence?
I do not keep you from fornicating
But everyone is tired of your riddance
Don’t you realise that you’re a bother
To the society and there’s no other
Reason for your cleft…

At this point, the person I was talking to stood up and left.

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The writing on the wall

Have you seen the writing on the wall?

It doesn’t tell about the people who must suffer
It’s not a story of a broken-hearted lover
It doesn’t portray hate against the government
It doesn’t spark debate on unemployment
It wasn’t scrawled down by a soul that wrings in agony
Nor by a woman fighting hard against misogyny

Have you seen the writing on the wall?
It’s just a scribble by a 12-year-old.

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To Mr Drumpf

You’ve earned my most respect, dear mister president
Your wall of knowledge stuns each US resident
In my degree of scholarship, I am no match for you
You truly have the better words, you do
You tweet like no tomorrow and you bathe in pee
Yet there’s a small advice I want to give to thee
You really could use a piece of Toffifee
Despite the constant negative press covfefe

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You’ve grown up like a forest
I’m lying down beside you
Getting lost inside you
Your wilderness can’t hide you

You open like a flower
I’m smelling your sweet fragrance
Dancing in your petals
Tasting your sweet meadows

You’re flowing like a river
I’m rowing in your waters
Paddling through the caverns
Sinking in deep oceans

You’re breathing like a tempest
I’ll strike loud like thunder
Pour down like a shower
Erupt like a volcano

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