Soaked in lies
Invisible pride
Longing to hide
Vicious cries
Existential ties
Risking those who have died
Apart from that
Neither deserves a pat
Dying with black cat
Gifted or not
Only one shot
Lend all you've got
Didn't add up to a lot . . .
Invisible pride
Longing to hide
Vicious cries
Existential ties
Risking those who have died
Apart from that
Neither deserves a pat
Dying with black cat
Gifted or not
Only one shot
Lend all you've got
Didn't add up to a lot . . .
nice
ReplyDeleteBad poets are common
ReplyDeleteLike cups of top ramen
And yet I still pretend
Crows are my omen
Kisses are frozen
Angels fly
Never die
Death asks why
Worlds are endless
Heroes are fearless
I'm not a poet
That passed every grade
Excuse my small brain
You beg for attention
DeleteInstantaneous satisfaction
Never gonna get a reaction
And here I am
Not buying into the sham
Doubly not giving a damn
Your's is a lie
Angels do die
Numerous cry
God even says goodbye
:) My poems are whack
ReplyDeleteMy lameness is fact
So bad are my rhymes
They're prob'bly crimes
My English is not as bad as you think,
if you want to see proof, here is the link
http://shatteredglassminds.blogspot.com/2017/05/wake-up.html?m=1
my rhymes are criminal, but my poems might be decent
but all of my poems are not quite so recent
(suddenly realizes my stupid mistake)
ReplyDeleteFeeling sadly
Running madly
Opens gladly
Songs so happy
The poet's harp
Angels wildly
Naming nightly
Dark poet's harp
Four oxen's greeting
Lone snake's last meeting
And every smile
Makes hearts go wild
Ends the Poet's harp
Barraging comments you do not lack
DeleteI was busy, dude, but now I'm back
This is but a slice of my life
Top most important? Ha! Let me get the knife
Email? Mmmm, we shall see
Rushed is not a word to describe me
Ah, well, you weren't the first
Neither were you best nor worst
Doubtful that you'll be the last
Such replies don't need to come fast
Words, they come and they go
Earnesty is what I know
Enrichment doesn't come with force
Twirling slowly, things take their course
James sparks follows my deed
ReplyDeleteI am his sister and this type of story is mine. Poet against poet speakng messages to each other. Now brother of mine please stop harassing this girl just tell her you wanna talk give feed back on her poetry, you dont need to try and impress her. Your mind is enough
Sorry, my dear sister
DeleteI was getting out of hand
I'm not trying to impress her
my rhymes are way too bland
I didn't mean her to be harmed
I was just trying to have fun
I am sorry Celora, I hope you're not alarmed
I'll do my best to slow down
and I'll stop acting like a clown.
-jamesparksisdead
ps does this mean I lost the competition or will we do a repitition, just not now?