In all my prime,
I slay simpletons with my lines,
those double rhymes,
Spitting rhymes to the beat of my heart:
amazing thou art;
Thus, how's that face of thine?
Listen,
this poem was not made to boast,
neither to gloat,
It is written,
with kindness and love;
Thus forget all of the above.
For I want to spend this one time,
this one chance for me to shine,
to talk about this girl in my class that is really fine.
You're like a cure,
to my madness and sadness;
You fill the empty,
my heart set free from nothingness.
I may not know you much,
But I know that smile,
17 years I've been on earth,
and I've never seen such
angelic beauty.
That bright color of blue
in your eyes,
made me realize
that it's true:
Angels do exist,
I see one,
it's you.
Dear Gloria,
at the sight of you
my heart is filled with euphoria
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote a long time ago. ***I was either high (on legal substance(s)), depressed and/or inspired when I wrote those.*** Some poems took me less than 5 minutes to write them down. Other poems took me a good half hour. Not all po...
