I've never had an avocado:
The puzzle I must evolve,
Every problem solved,
But I never even had one.
The false avocados:
Coming early, it hurts
But later, much worse.
Nothing real and no fun.
The calm avocados:
The quiet before the storm,
Keeping all hearts warm.
Something owned by everyone.
The sweet avocados:
Ice cold drink and
Toes in the sand
Laying under the sun.
The devious avocados:
Looking ever so pure,
But now you're sure
Every word said was spun.
The worst avocados:
Pride in all things.
Feeling like they're the king
Of a castle already undone.
The lost avocados:
Wander around in place
Moving at a slow pace
Even snails can outrun.
The desperate avocados:
Moments before they fall
Emotion wanted by all
Yet owned by none.
My "avocado":
Left to linger all too long
Knowing I was always wrong.
So nothing's left and all is done.
