I have always been a fan of Alfred Tennyson, Robert Browning, Williams Shakespeare (My fav), guess whose blog i found this:
The blog is a terrific read, there's another story about unrequited love, lost love and the like, if this guy is not publishing novels, his talents is laying waste.
Pay Rent Or Be Gone.
i never solicited a new boarder,
the room was never furnished
adequately for a new tenant,
yet, you insist on laying siege,
on being an unwelcome quest and squatter.
you have claimed ownership
to a place that is dark, desolate (yet still my home).
you have done as Columbus,
and as he, your claims of new discoveries
have only threatened the peace of mind of the natives…
in this case,
i am the only native,
yet i am still an island.
you are currently loitering
in the house called my heart,
all while trying to enter
the small room called my soul.
yet i find no peace...
you call me a fool for not embarrassing
and welcoming your desires for hospitality.
you are a burglar, an infiltrator,
an interrupter, a nuisance and trespasser,
you are at the threshold of my heart
prepared to raid with no mercy,
for the soul inhabitant
peace of mind.
if you insist on staying,
at least have the decency
to at least pay rent with
or be gone.
My literature teacher in ss1 probably never imagined I'd be using her skills to interpret love poems online, the lady in question has occupied his heart and she does not even pay rent lol.
Lovely poem, don't you think?
i feel soppy today and i won't hold back, i'll enjoy my writing to the fullest.