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23/05/2025

BEAUTIFUL BELLA

I am a beautiful Bella,
I cannot beg for admiration.

I am a daughter of a deity,
I cannot die.

I am that smart Bella,
I understand every smile,
I can tell which is fake,
I can tell which is real.

I am the smart Bella,
I cannot be smashed.

I am a warlock,
Nothing worries me.

I am that tall Bella,
Before you see me, I have seen you.

I am that tough Bella,
When I talk you listen.

I am that brave Bella,
I cannot go beneath.

I am made not of the earth,
I cannot end.

I have a watchword,
Worship me or you waste.

I don't pursue value,
I produce values.

I am that mystical Bella,
Everything is minor to me.

I dwell on the mountain top,
I monitor everything.

The mars is my second home,
I have mastery in all.

I feast at the galaxy,
I am greater than all.

I haul from the hill,
Nothing is hidden before me.

I am surrounded by flames of fire,
I fear no one.

I am holy and am hostile.
I can tell you about heaven,
I can tell you about hell.

I am the controversial Bella,
My command comes first!
Otherwise, I consume…

23/05/2025

SWORD OF SORROW

I am more than being an arms, cos I destroy both the bearer and the target.

Within a moment of a slight mistake, both my bearer and his target become a victim.

I have no voice, but when I speak, I speak sorrow.
Nothing pleases me more than to eat flesh.
When I do so, I become glad.
I drain life to satisfy my life purpose.
I drain hope to be helpful.
I drain blood to never get blunt.

And even when I am not sharp, I don't shout for help. Cos I know in my moment of silence, my bearer will become a victim.
He would be call a coward.

In my moment of silence, my bearer fears.
He fears not to become a victim.
He fears not to be called a coward.
At this point , he cannot speak.
He is full of emotion and would want me to speak for him.

Yes, I will speak for him. But on one condition.
Though a condition if proper measures are not put together, would amount to my own detriment.

He would have to sharpen me. It is a must do!
I would have to be “filed” to help him overcome his fear.

While he files on me, I break silence.
I have a voice he could not interpret,
Sorrow! Sorrow! Sorrow! I shout.
I feel a pain he could not recognize.
Therefore, I am reduced without cause.

Well I said, since you're this selfish and sees me only as a defence medium and nothing more, I have to defend myself too.

I choose to give him a cut and blood drips.
He stops filing me,
I stop reducing,
I stop feeling pain.
He files me, not as a measure for my own good, but for his own selfish interest.

Now he realized that am not just an arm, but a sword.
I feel the pain,
He feels the pain.

The battle begins,
No one leaves each other behind.
The believe is this,
He loses,
We lost together.
He wins,
We won together.

The battle gets tough,
A battle that first began at the tent.
He wanted to prove himself a “brave warrior”,
I wanted to prove myself a sword of sorrow.

Then in respect to this,
I choose who to S-afe,
I choose who to W-aste,
I cannot be O-rdered. Otherwise, I cut both my

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