i want to write something sappy.
i don't care if it sounds crappy.
this isn't what i'm feeling lately.
could be something that would happen, maybe?
anyway, i have a poetry.
resembles an eagle flying free.
above the ocean that is blue so navy.
how have you been recently?
this isn't one with poetic thingy.
this isn't one with dramas so subtly.
this isn't one with Shakespeare vocabulary.
this is one that i wrote before i'm feeling sleepy.
to all the rhymed words at the end,
to all the frustrated brains trying to mend-
the hearts that are broken like an opened can,
and all the toes that are slipping to the sand.
today i cried,
but i also smiled,
they made me laugh,
though i'm a little big sad.
this-
is done for now.
-gc
[unnecessarily written above all the indulgence-or not]
written in august 9th, 2017
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august.
Poetry4 weeks, equal 31 days, equal 744 hours, equal 44,640 minutes, equal 2,678,400 seconds, equal 1 month. aloha, august ----- i write one poetry everyday until the end of august :) lowercase intended! ;) copyright @ghxxna cover by @ghxxna
