LINES AND VERSES

I told him to his face, and with a fast pace i left my guard unattended, i sort him with scorn. i fondled with my gun, and with me was spite of a burning desire to fight, of a taste to maim, of a quest to revenge. how he sold me out.. how i followed him blindly.. oh,how i thot it was real oh let my reality not be my dream.. for i hv longed for this day... how cruel he wore dat garment.. of a flowing robe of poverty. im totally exasperated. this feeling is indeed excruciating.. i hate him with the hatred of love.. for this is my wish, that he shall seek love, but shall be blessed with hatred.. for i wonder and even ponder with my thots going yonder.. where did i go wrong?? Kwin Chi

Sometimes it's fast I fear it wud explode Revealing my hollow innermost Conquering my timidity, My heart,my heart. And then it's slow sometimes, It contrasts and shrinks, So much that I'm almost choked. I'm short of breath,I'm smoked. I whimp,I cry softly. My heart,my heart. Yet I do not want it normal, For when it is,I fear it is, And when it is,I seek to try, To equate it, Then it is null and void! But I like it when it beats "kpom kpom" ©kwin chi