My Arsenal Of Words Poem by Leslie Alexis

Off to war, I was to pick an Arsenal
Of words like boom and stick, for the battle
Was on. And my foes brave, mighty and strong

The Universe given as our bunker
Many young men went asunder, going far
For the spoils of war a great treasure

Of whom, sight humanly rarely do see
Lover dear, a priceless princess, to me awed
Really, by her inner beauty. For she is

Like a gem - unearth: and a diamond -uncut,
And her body is a jewel box, Plain
Like the soil, but within her is virtue

And her spirit true. That is why, her heart
Is of young-men’s request, who seek to make
Them, her desire forever. Her to wife,

For her fight I this war. Absence of swords
Bring true hurt, for the tears of the heart
Broken, surpasses pain of blood flowing

Like a ruptured pipes from that same heart.
I do prefer the sword. But taken is
My heart and for this reason, I fight! !
….

Passing by a school, with hearts purest
Simply was as my first tool in this war,
Of words. for girl you’re simply beautiful

The oncoming mime, gifted me with
The word speechless, for honey your presence
Makes me speechless, for words can’t describe you

And none come close, for you’re like super-
califragilisticexpiali-
docious beautiful. This too, can’t say all.

It was day time and I chose a word,
It was sunshine, For baby you are
My sunshine and my ray of light

I went into the darkest of the night
And I choose the word mysterious
For you can be my mysterious lover

Journeying to the peak of the mountains
Chosen were a few, they were blue and sky
To say, baby you are my blue sky

And in you the mighty stars do look small
You are my one and all. I love you boo
Your smile, hair, cheeks, dimples. I love your all

Down at the bottom of the deep dark sea
The word depth, came to me, knowing I
Wish you have depth in me, under the sky.

Up in heaven I was astonished and
Amazed. I choose for battle, the word grace
As in, baby God’s grace have blessed thee

Making you of the same soil as eve, you
Are a mark of beauty, the angels smile
For you, and for you, songs are sung in heaven

In hell, one word sparked me. It was fire,
As in babe, you light in my heart, a fire,
Like that in the earth, you keep me alive.

And my thought after him is of you. The
Heat got to me down there, and water was
Chosen, as tongues stuck said, Wat - er lady

You are. In closing, to declare my gains
I say unto you, “lady, I love you.”

Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis