This is not a poem
Out of a jeroboam
The words that rhymes
Sounded like chimes.
The lines that fall
Means nothing at all.
The phrases don't reach
Even the nearest beach.
The thoughts were twisted
As if it never existed.
It's filled with nothing
But could mean something.
It even fails to entice
Those souls who seek advice.
It defines a real nonsense
That contradicts common sense.
It contains tedium
In the same medium.
It also fails to express
But it keeps to digress.
It's completely lost
For a mind to exhaust.
It's just too wordy,
Falling to jeopardy.
This is a so-called piece
That's filled with grease.
The thoughts it can't master
Could burn it even faster.
The content was totally dead
As just what I had said.
This is not a poem
But rather, Notapoem.
***
I wrote this piece as the finale of this book. To all of my readers, thank you for reading this little book of poems. It was almost a year of having this into reality and I was almost lost after I got discouraged. But I kept on continuing this one just to finish what I had started, and now this is the last poem I that had written on this book which closes itself to end. Again, thank you beloved readers and God Bless.
- Ariel C. Tecon as Sadjuju
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Notapoem
PoetryA book that contains my old and recent poems that shares different thoughts and emotions. The book was planned to contain one hundred pieces of written poetry to be considered as a successful work.
