A Poetic Investigation on: What Love is?

 

A Poetic Investigation on: What Love is? by King H. Ironson

    King Heart Ironson was born in the city of seven hills where two old continents kissed one another passionately. It was on the 17^th of third month under a waxing crescent moon. The city he grew up contained the tomb of last two medusa known to earth at the moment and the last time the four angels were seen to rise up to heavens. He had played on the ruins of the land of the blind, eastern roman empire and the ottoman empire.  He has been writing short stories and poems for a very long time tough “A Poetic Investigation on: What Love is?” is the first published literary work of the author. After surviving many incidents related to love and carefully dogging an attack of an unexpected Medusa, our Perseus collaborated with Mercury to give birth to small poems that are as bodied as a Haikus. Three versed bite sized punk poems, written from the emotional deep shit. These self-inflicted tears of joy are distilled from the titties of Aphrodite so that as readers you can suck the nectar, and vibrate to the same level of gods and washed up in mystic cum. Against all the reasons this feeble poetic attempt is made, the main reason remains to be Inanna, from whom it all began. This was not the story of this life time it happened before and it will happen once again. Hosting you in my heart was easier than letting you out…

2022-01-01