*Previously known as Poetry Dump*
°Some rant with prose
°I rant with poetry
Colour Me Poetry is a collection of one hundred poems written in both a successful and unsuccessful attempt to understand the colours of life. It is a collection analyzing a...
He mounts the pulpit We sit, ready to hear him Preach The Word again
He starts, touching hearts Guilty of fornication I begin to laugh
If only they knew Where he was, what he had done Holding me last night * This is a poem written for the currently running Biggest Competition Ever by PoetsPub. I posted a message inviting all poets to check them out earlier. It's an eight week competition, where every week, participants are given a prompt to work with. It's really fun, I encourage you all to join. Just go to the PoetsPub profile (maybe through my bio) and have fun😊
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PS, the title of my poem was inspired by lyttlejoe's comment when my poem was posted for the competition. The actual title is "Fornication".
