2 Other poems I wrote. They have a meaning to it.

Another Poem

Another Poem, I will make.
Another Poem, reputation at stake.

What am I saying? Reputation?
Why am I staying? Transformation?

I have no reputation, no title, no pride.

Who will respect me?
Who will destroy me?
Do not ask, you will see.

It is only a poem, another poem...

Written by who?
Written for who?

Is it for me? Is it for you?

It does not matter. It is only another poem...

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Love

How does it feel?

Does it feel nice?
Does it feel cold?

No,
It feels like gold.

That precious feeling.
My heart, is what you are stealing.

Your love is what I desire.
Your smile is what I admire.

You love me on the inside,
But hate me on the outside.

Why does it happen?
Why is it there?

Love.