Poem -
Last years poem
Lessons iv learned from 2017...
Attack the weak with perception
From the best view of their own sundownΒ Β
Greed grows in empty pockets, not a thiefs burnt handsΒ
Smoking ruined everything but gave me everything. The black teeth and the clothes I wearΒ
The 'one' is still out there
The very one I thought I found
My heart is on amber alert with broken sirens and is out lined with chock like a crime scene
It was there
But where
Who ever has itΒ
will I marry it?Β
Comments
Welcome, welcome to the awesome site,
a place that gives a voice the might
Words of wisdom I deeply savor
do me an honor, return the favor
I feel incredibly welcome! To this quiet little website :)Β
An engaging piece of work
I'm sure it's not a quirk
But a well thought out piece of art
That I enjoyed from the start.
Thank you kindly for the read
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Thank you very much! I'm just looking to improve on my writings would you have suggestions??Β