A Poesy With Moesy: Volume 3

Hello, Majestic Beings! It's ya girl Moe The Majestic and back with another blog!

Ight, so before y'all cuss me out let me explain why I've been away for sooooo long.

So, ya girl took a winter sabbatical. I really just needed time to focus to on my career, my family and myself.

But now, I'm back and I'm better than ever! Grateful to still have a platform where I can express myself freely.

Ight so, we just gone get into this new masterpiece that is my poem!! Are y'all excited?!

I know I normally do a into for my poems but, f**k it let's just dive in!

Love is a battlefield

By: Morgan Christina (The Majestic One)

Your love... your love was once so gentle so kind and all mine.

So passionate, so bright and, it felt so amazingly right.

But, then a shift happened...

the love that once felt so amazingly right now feels like day & night...

Now all we do is fuss & fight and argue over "who's right".

I still have hope for our astonishing love that shines so bright & stems from our light.

Yes, I'm holding on for dear life and I'm holding on with all my might because, I'm actively seeking the love of you. The one that came into my life and made it anew..

I'm hoping and praying that our relationship can survive this shift

even though there's been a drift...

I once felt like being loved by you was the ultimate gift until the simple pleasures in our relationship ceased to exist.

Rejecting my love and affection caused an undeniable rift.

How, I can't resist the feeling of being dissed when I'm consistently dismissed?

How would you feel if you were hardly ever kissed?

Why do you consistently resist my love when I always submit for yours?

With time, certain things have been revealed and the pain in my heart cannot be concealed...

I find myself steadily praying that my love for you does not yield and I hope my heart can truly heal.

But hell, I guess love is a battlefield...

~ M.C.

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