They are mysterious
Living on that island
They are soft, just as a lion
Sweet dreams they may have
If their fellows allow it
They wander day and night
Never knowing when to stop the fight
They are the isle of dogs
Sweet and slight
Waiting for whatever will come
These dogs
Where are they from?
Abandoned and alone
Maybe they were ment to atone
Who knows?
Maybe they just want a bone
I recently rewatched the movie Isle of Dogs and felt the need to write a poem about it : )
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Random poems I wrote
PoetryJournaling is boring to me, so when I feel strong emotions I write poems. These are some of my more recent poems I've written over the years, hope you like them!
