Triolet poem (English way with 10 syllable lines)
I bandage my wounds and search for my sense
It's a beautiful world, or so I thought
I can't spare a coin, I've lost all my pence
I bandage my wounds and search for my sense
I look for hope but I'm back on the fence
Now I have been left to sit here and rot
I bandage my wounds and search for my sense
It's a beautiful world, or so I thought
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Guys I did a thing, I wort two poems last night and two today, I'm still editing one of them and the other isn't complete yet but I'll post the rest tomorrow or the next day.
YOU ARE READING
Pomes
PoetrySome might be dark Some might be funny You have been warned So don't cry to you mommy I write random poems a few paragraph story. Also my poems start to get a lot better around the one titled 'I hate that I love you' or maybe the one after that
