50 Lines For 50 Crimes

A poem I wrote for a good friend.

This is a poem I wrote for a friend of mine as a sort of reminiscent(?) act for her.> For privacy, I’ve replaced her name with the word “buddy”.> Cheers.

• I know, I know, this is your natural reaction.
• Maybe to help calm your nerves, we can go fishing.
• And then you can go hiking in the forest.
• While I dance to the tune of life’s bittersweet symphony.
• So you wonder to yourself: should I go chasing or kiting?
• You decide to avoid either, and instead decide to try out surfing.
• Where would one be after all, without the wonderful sea?
• Personally, I’d prefer exploring the galaxies.
• Deciding to outdo me, you take to parties.
• How lively you seem to be, buddy, at these formal parties.
• These lovely, silly parties.
• But it seems you’ve become the waitress.
• I suppose it’s ideal you’re ageless, otherwise the only feeling indeed you’d be feeling for me is a sort of hatred.
• I guess I can try my hand at scaring little babies.
• All I’ve got to do is repeat the number 50.
• Scaring 50 little babies.
• I kid of course, if love is what you desire, I care not to inquire.
• Just remember to calm the fire, or it dare burn brighter and brighter, consuming all that ever once transpired.
• Besides I’d much rather have my own private jet.
• Ignoring my reply, you turn to yourself.
• Never let yourself down, that’s what the mind is for.
• So take all the jewels you own, for soon we will end up being ninety.
• Take them, take them all.
• What is the purpose you ask, of this bloated charade?
• Have I no refuge, is there no ending to this stupid game?
• This time, I turn to myself, and I say.
• I say.
• I say absolutely nothing at all.
• There’s just a smile with a nod.
• The game after all has just begun.
• You want to throw up after the cliche, ease the growing pain.
• “Don’t fight it, don’t.", I say.
• “Don’t fight it, you say?", you say.
• “No.
• For if you do, the pain will never go away.
• One must after all cleanse the body to cleanse the brain.”
• “You think you know everything, do you - you might as well study tooth decay!”
• “You have a point, dear buddy of mine, but as I’ve mentioned before, I’d rather be exploring on my private jet the vastly multiple planets of our vastly wonderful Milky Way!”
• At this point, I’ve come to understand finally the entire reasoning behind this short lived school day.
• I’ve come to comfort a friend, help her out in any way.
• 50 lines for 50 crimes.
• Buddy, can you read between the lines?
• But the point is, silly, that wherever I decide to go, I’ll be venturing along with you in my imagination too.
• I know, I know, this is your natural reaction.
• But just relax and instead…. breathe.
• Breathe for the birds and bees.
• Breathe for him (if you must).
• Breathe for friendship.
• But breathe.
• 50 lines for 50 crimes…