Poem: Thought I Was A Love Coach (DAY 2)

in #steemitschoolpoetry7 years ago (edited)

‘You must catch the mind before you nest for the heart’
My contagious egocentric predicament and now he feels her heart on his fingertips,
Coaching his courtship like I’m steering a casanova cart,
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Blue eyes, too wise and hairs so long they almost touched her hips,
Feeding his silver plate of infatuation gold plated with fake love and Godforbidden whoredom,
I coached him still with a covering of psychological strategies on a bed of philosophical wisdom.

Time goes and like game of thrones another queen but same casanova king,
Heard the previous girl was left pregnant feeling seas of guilt on a broken bucket of courtship,
My classified heart but transparent tears charged of being an accomplice in hurting a human-being,
Bankrupt of impenitence no more loans for flirt advise and professorship.

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T’was love at first sight when winds of life shook hands between my eye and the queens eye.
Her thighs before the sun like airplane wings and seeing my imaginations choose a wedding tie,
heart pumping ingredients of sentimentality as the mind wispers ‘it’s now the coach’s ball’,
Too sad it took a limbic brain choking grandiloquence and cold feet to find out I wasn’t a coach at all.

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Hi, really enjoyed this one! I liked your use of "casanova" and the theme of being a coach that added a nice twist at the end.

For now, I've no problem with you posting these early ( I think a lot of people are confused about this) but Day 2 officially starts in a few hours from now (6 PM GMT.)

Anyway, keep it up! Join our classes if you can at 7 PM in the Steemit school discord. Also add an invitation link at the bottom of these poems, If you could :-)

Thanks for taking the time to read @d-pend. And yeah I was quite confused about the timing! I now understand.

Hello Friend. Our second day of contest. Your poem about love and mine about the sea. I invite you to read it

😄Most definitely!

Very nice man... A sad twist at the end... often things have to go 'wrong' in life before we realize what is 'right.' - But as long as we learn from everything that happens to us then there are no mistakes in life -

Just opportunities for growth

Keep up the great work bro!

Look forward to reading more.

With Love
Hart Floe Poet
<3

That’s super true mate, mistakes learnt from are no longer things that went wrong but are mere lessons given for future improvement. And thanks for stopping by, lets keep the creativity running!