(10:22 PM)
not very coherent sorry
A tortoise poked its head out of its shell
and looked at the world with its mouth agape.
The world was angered by its actions and unleashed hell,
throwing stones and screaming hate.
So the tortoise receded into its shell once again
with tear-filled eyes and intense fear.
The world soon forgot the tortoise, but the stain
it left on the tortoise remained
Years passed, but the tortoise remained inside its safe haven,
unable to see the world in the wonder it once saw.
It saw the evil and hate of the world and was permanently shaken.
Forever haunted by the actions of a few,
it reflected those actions
onto the rest of the world.
YOU ARE READING
The Poetry Book
PuisiSince the 24th of December 2015 I've been writing one poem everyday. I figured I should post these poems somewhere instead of just letting them rot in my notes. Enjoy. *All poems are mine. If you would like to use one for whatever reason, please mes...
