Poem -

Stolen

Don't walk over me
can't you see
Why won't you let me be
Something great
​​​​​in your hands is my fate
you've stolen my ideas
My creativity 
In reality
If you told the truth
Maybe I'd be acknowledged 
Just as good as you

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.
Poem -

Stalemate

a stentorian voice
in a cavernous sea
a deciduous tree
looking down at me
...

Poem -

Bad guy

I can’t scream
Can’t shout
Please let me out
Can’t sing
Can’t dance
I’m...

Poem -

untitled

Your mind spins
Words into horrid things
Now we are the sins
Where we dangle on...

Latest poems in Freestyle, Nonsense

Poem -

Lamb Soup

Lamb Soup

So maybe
Jesus did really die
for our sins

Or perhaps he just got clipped

...

Poem -

Black sails on the mythos

Dead

Cautious light threads in morning’s exhaustion throwing vision on ranked moss upon cracked memory carved...

Poem -

I Don't want

I don’t want to see any more death.
Take those bodies
away from me.
Those hands…...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com