You Are A Poem

A flexible form
made up of lines
no poet should revise

Never restricted
by rhyme or set tradition
like the haiku or the ghazal

You are free
to roam the rules
versed in syllables
unmeasurable by meter
a visual display of alliteration

Something like an ode
with limitless stanzas
your beauty is reminiscent
of a sonnet or villanelle

I could become myself
in your rhythmic pattern and refrains
reading you everyday and in every way
translating you into a thousand laments until

You were my poem:
EPIC
EROTIC
EVERYTHING

Still Developing My Love Formula

Newer Formula

Love = Unconditional [Empathy + Friendship (± √Romance)]Everlasting

Older Formulas

1. Love = [Inner Beauty + Self-knowledge + Reflection]Mind + (Honesty × Compassion × Loyalty)Trust + (Cooperation × Continuity) − Hatred (Emotional + Physical)

2. Love = Inner Beauty of Mind +  Self-knowledge of Mind + Reflection of Mind + Honesty-Compassion-Loyalty of Trust + Cooperative Continuity – Emotional Hatred + Physical Hatred

3. Love = Inner Beauty of Mind + Cooperative (Trust + Continuity) – Hatred

These are my ever-changing love formulas, but what is your love formula? I’d loved for you to share!

Archive

Don’t file me under: disability, deserter, despair
File me under: battled, loyal, hopeful

 

Sometimes it’s important to think about how we want to be remembered, because it helps us go toward something higher. Try to divide negativity into something positive, because, after all, it takes two negatives to make a positive (according to mathematics). I want a plus sign above my head in the end. How would you want to be filed away in an abstract sense?