To a Lady Prejudice
A lady named prejudice,
What an unsincere fault;
The biggest dose in family vices,
Lurk in a hideous and haunted vault.
Everyone painted wicked inside thy bosom,
As if not a single virtue remains;
I knew deep inside thy soul lonesome,
Yet thy heart conquered by vain.
My Lady Valentine!
Oh, lady shine,
Thy beauty so fine;
I wish thou be mine,
In this sweet valentine!
My little secret twine,
Of a nymph and bloody wine;
In love that surely thine,
I still revere and repine.
I’m straying in love line,
And stumbled in the chamber number nine;
Where thy beauty shine,
In hue of my sweetest valentine!
To a Lost Companion
What wrong in being nice and friendly,
And try to seek a thousand companion;
When I saw thee, I saw my companion ungainly,
Where I laid my story, my laugh, my tears and my compassion.
But thou strayed deep in the abyss of prejudice,
And think as if I’m an evil dressed in human;
Too much prejudice shallow thy mind to cradle in vice,
A restless soul thou will be in a flesh of human
Oh lady! Too much affection for thee,
A pervert intoxicate are surely thine;
How cruel thou are unwanting me,
Yet thou still my valentine.
I’m standing firm and uphold my love,
Even though my heart are wrung and repined;
My final high as trembling dove,
Too exhausting to be my valentine.
This love affect me no more,
Alter my vows into tasteless wine;
I’m not the companion thou adore,
Farewell to thee my valentine!
Companion in need is companion indeed,
But what the use of having companion if the heart still like sword;
When the malicious and vice deed,
Veil in the charm and beauteous words.
I choose a malignant foe than a malicious companion,
Who unlurk all the hideous vices;
In thee, I still hold my compassion,
But thou served me a bad prejudice.
A prejudice took thee further away from me,
From all the sweet moment in our days;
And when the memories seem to fade from thee,
It declared that the love is finally unsway.
Lines Written after Reading A Bulletin
O sweet Eve how pity of thee,
Acting like a simpleton lady;
When Adam adulation embrace thee,
Thou simply felt it is nauseated and gaudy.
What is wrong in being sweet,
When it is chaste and sincere;
Thy allegation is a tickling greet,
Not more than a vague prejudice mere.
O descendant of Eve let us be thy companions,
An ordained plea from Adam descendant;
Please bestow us if thou like with lust and compassion,
Or despise us if thou like with nausea abundant.
Would this inane note throw thy nausea away?
Thou are the only person who knows it;
Should we [Adam] throw our sweet whim away?
We are the only person await for thee [Eve] to permits it