Poems

war

all i said was a word about you

and you got all mad

every time i spoke,you didn't listen to my clue

then i got all sad

it started as a battle

then you made it a war

with the calvary up in their saddle

lots of men lined up woman too ,no more

sometimes i wonder if it's all too much

to fight over such a small thing

it was only a short lunch

not even a fling

this war has lasted years

never going to end

all of those tears

we have to mend

our bonds are broken

this internal war forever

we have just spoken

and you think you're so clever

this is a war

a simple battle turned wrong

what is this good for

it is so long

this is an internal war of my thoughts

this is one of my first poems. It is the first one that i tried to rhyme