O’ speaker of my words,

we seek the wandering star.

In the twelfth night we fall

as you rise with hopeless scar.

Her world, allay, from

misunderstood passion we sought.  

For I had to fight my blood off my hands

I had no fraught when I fought.

They are neither man nor woman,

to as I felt my spirit rising with my soul.

For I want,

for I have to be,

for I shall be the one whom is whole.

Who listens when I plea,

who listens when I cry,

whom is my emotion that I want to be.

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Do you want to “Help a brother out” please check out the next link; “JJ-stache” As love is a mystery felt by your heart we need to support one another. Do not feel obligated to do so, just have fun. I Want to thank everyone for taking their time to read my work!

With much love & inspiration written by me,

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15 thoughts on “‘Whom,

  1. silent poetry says:

    Wow jj… Truly in love with this piece. Such amazing words blended into an entire beautiful poem. Very precious lines of pose and grace. Great piece 😊❤️🌹

    Liked by 1 person

      1. Soni Cool😎 says:

        Yeah true that😃🥂 cheers hihi… Actually its my art account from which sent you request😃, thought you might get confused if i send from main one as name is different 🤭

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  2. Content Catnip says:

    I love your work Jo-Jo, all of it. I’ve followed you now. Is it ok if I share your piece here on my weekly post 10 Cool Things I Found on the Internet this Week? I will credit and link back of course 🤗🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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