Hmm my new poem,
What is it about,
What comes out and sprouts,
And words keep adding on and they're about to POUNCE,
Yeah a poem about poems that's it,
Right here in this DM as words combining,
Creating phrases ignitng,
A new point of view like never seen before,
Gaze at the comets and look back at the floor,
And the world is spinning as everyone else ignores,
And it's just you and I,
We're seeing eye to eye,
And the the stars are at our feet and we're walking upon the sky,
Look down see volcanic eruption,
Look down at betrayal and unloyal deception,
Look down and see the poor and needy,
See what I see,
I see a world of hurt,
A world of durt,
A world that everyone think they should come first,
But then if everyone's first then everyone's last,
Or no ones last,
Woah mind blown gotta blast,
The nerves in my head is generating like a generator,
Pulling energy together out of thin air,
I'm not William Shakespeare with the Romeo and Juliet play,
I'm just your average guy with his own words to say,
And I say I'm walking on glass,
That bends as easy as water watch out gotta splash,
I'm in a box wait I have to dash,
I'm cornered and not focused on the "Hulk Smash",
Not a Jane Schaffer writer,
Not an argumentative essay Typer,
I'm a poet,
Although I still have the rebuttal,
I'm not much of a series creator,
I mean I could be a debater,
Or an educater,
Hmm maybe maybe nope I'm a poet in the flesh,
Pinch my skin the wound is fresh,
Watch the words leak from from the wound,
Go up in a whirlwind and surround me in a illustrating loom,
Look around the words are just waiting to be put in an order,
But the combinations are endless,
Forget surrounded in the darkness,
These are the words of a person speaking poetic justice.
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Words Of A Mircale
PoetryThese are the songs of my life, From blades that cut through my words, To a lifestyle that leaves the most brutal burns, Feel my presence exclusively from my fingers to the screen, I hope to get a few "I felt that" Hear the voice of each phrase, Hea...
