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Yenaros' mix of lyricism, detail, and style is a dangerous poetic force to be reckoned with.

Poetry by Yenaros

Poetry by Yenaros


Disease is in the air.

Sometimes I don’t even want to walk

Out the door because I’m at risk

To catch a case of feelings.

Don’t you dare.

They want sex,

Not relationships.

They hate work,

Yet want vacation trips.

So many believe that trust isn’t real.

Your girlfriend cheated on you

For a guy with a bigger dick

How does it feel?

You can give someone true love, but

They’ll just steal

Every ounce of affection

And move on to the next person.

What’s the deal?

Sex has become a mainstay.

Relationships are drowning

Mayday, Mayday.

Love was so pure back in

The heyday.

Now, all people want is a playday.

It’s all they care about

Next to a payday.

Real love is out of range.

Lust and our hearts have come together

To melee.

Real love is dead.

That’s what they say.

Sexcapades have us toying

With our emotions

Like some gameplay.

Stop chasing bodies

And chase hearts.

Then, real love can become

A mainstay.

© 2019 Yenaros

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