Little kids like to stay up at night,
but what they don't know, is that big kids see darkness with such a fright.
They think it's a night of staying up to be cool.
When in reality, the big kids see monsters begin to move.
Upon seeing the little kids, the monsters will come out to play.
Only the bigs kids know it's not all fun and games.
It will happen so fast;
all the little kids will believe they're having a true blast, the big kids will yell at them to run, but the little kids are to absorbed in the fun.
Soon enough, the big kids are in a horrific panic because what's about to happen to the little kids, will be so tragic.
One by one, they are being taken
to a world that Gods forsaken.
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i was so proud of this poem, i still am. i've improved so much and i want to improve even more. in both my poetry and books.
if you guys can, i'd like to see what you think this poem is about. it doesn't have to be what you think i thought of it. this can be in your opinion. your point of view. so please, i'd really love to see your answers!
Written, August 29, 2015
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Poetrypo·em ˈpōəm,pōm noun plural noun: poems a piece of writing that partakes of the nature of both speech and song that is nearly always rhythmical, usually metaphorical, and often exhibits such formal elements as meter, rhyme, and stanzaic structure.
