Dwindle to swindle

So it seems,

you are the

one who holds my treasure,

coz of all betrayals, lies of deceit

and of treacherous words,

those will be stones

of my own

motivation.

♣♦♥♠

Poems and artwork by

© Oliver A Melendez

@cp2.qp.xiii

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Be steadfast in quatrains,

in all the loveliest stanzas of old,

though i do pen my grief and pain

the sorrow of my tommorow is and was be told,

Then why ask Y, when i can hear thy name of, I.

♣♦♥♠

Poems and artwork by

© Oliver A Melendez

@cp2.qp.xii

Tribunal of the dead.

Fuel and deliver that belief has to be seen,

that marks not of sight and felt to the touch.

Though doubt, fear and grief is all the same,

yet coupled with the remains of the ghost of all past,

wreathes to bicker and banter of graves of the mind,

thats speaks to you in vampiric order.

♣♦♥♠

Poems and artwork by

© Oliver A Melendez

@cp2.qp.vi