Totems open with emotions,
Oceans in motion.
So much commotion-
The devotion.
Devastatingly, meditating won't help.
"Yelp"
Step up and help...
Strep up and prep up!
The cup was full.
Wasn't it?
The current deposit,
Was hushed-
Caused by the gods of the stars.
Cigars in the jars-
Still lit.
Bit by bit it'll split in two.
Review the new you.
Who are you,
To say you drew?
You drew through the new you.
Very few of the crew,
Would screw.
But would you?
The good could be understood.
You should be matured,
As well as being secured.
Are you assured?
You've been tortured in the orchards.
Tortured! Tortured! Tortured!
Here you are on the porch, cornered by thee.
"Don't you agree with me?"
No?
Didn't you know?
Know what?
Shut it!
Why?
YOU ARE READING
Poems by me
PoetryNO COPY RIGHT WHAT SO EVER I for one, have been in love with writing poetry since I was younger, I just could never seem to get what I need to feel to say. I've recently written some new poems and I'm deciding if I should post them or not. What do...
