Seek the physique, of the unique.
Bleak peek.
The meek shall sneak.
Let out a squeak in the creak.
Tweak, the geek.
So dramatic.
The systematic, its so static.
Automatic!
Ecstatic from the democratic!
Somatic, axiomatic.
Melodramatic! Monochromatic!
Prismatic.
So problematic, it's so traumatic.
He can just see it now,
Playing on the big screen.
You screams calling for help-
While he's playing with you, toying you around.
You've found the compound.
The sound is drowned from the surrounded.
Profound the rebound,
Abound the frowned, and the crowned.
He's been unfound.
When within he'll spin.
The violin bows trembling.
Resembling the dismembering.
Tumbling down the road,
Its showed to be bestowed.
Glowed upon.
Overflowed with emotion.
The devotion, explosion.
No one is truly broken, the chosen have been spoken too.
Frozen in the motion.
Stolen and swollen, the unbroken.
Know one is truly unduly.
Profusely, absolutely in me.
breathe in the beauty from the coldly.
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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...
