Poezja

There laid my own shining sun on the tan pores of my skin, 
and therefore I analyzed what people's behavior may mean towards my behalf.

I examined with detachment, for that could guarantee security in the truth, 
the actions of my beloved one, and the surroundings of the situation.

And so I did, with carefulness, and for the first instance, I discovered the cowardliness;
the same one I had been confusing for adolescence shyness.

I am obviously not worth the hazard of honesty towards self, 
and was forced to be blended against the monotone visibility of the crowd.

And so my partner, whom I trusted with all my will, 
encouraged me to not fight fire with fire, 
but instead to mimic the cunning behavior of the rattlesnake, 
and lock on my opponent's dreary weakness.

My partner warned that it wouldn't be an easy quest, 
it reminded me that I would face "people" peril as I uncovered my opponent's elbow joint, 
yet I followed its advice obediently.

And so, I have come to awareness that my mirror, my partner whom I relevantly trusted, 
has lied to me, for I have lamely failed to conquest my beloved's heart.