There's this desire of mine
Which can never be thine
It doesn't need even a dime
And it is no crime
To relax in the fields forever
To not experience pain ever
To work and think never
To enjoy ceaselessly forever
You might think it ain't clever
But I'll do it with fervor
My utopian desire shall not tremor
Under society's ignorant clamor
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Random poems
PoetrySong-like poems made mainly for the fun rhyming effect than anything else. No deep meanings, no complicated and flowery language; just good-old random poems.
