Submissions by true_joey
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"i'll let you decide if i'm a true poet to your heart."
Give Him All 7
You envy her moves
You pride her pain
You glutton dog, you
Now, eat her sane.
You little sloth
Lazy work is vain
But your greed bemuses me
And I want you to gain
We are friends, dear one.
Don’t you forget
Lust over her body
let it go to your head
I give you the power
Coil her with your wrath
But the deal is mine
I snicker, chuckle. laugh
she’ll enjoy your anger
Because she enjoys you.
You complete her,
so
Please make your dues
Only to me
Because, to you, I am near
You are mine, ...
You pride her pain
You glutton dog, you
Now, eat her sane.
You little sloth
Lazy work is vain
But your greed bemuses me
And I want you to gain
We are friends, dear one.
Don’t you forget
Lust over her body
let it go to your head
I give you the power
Coil her with your wrath
But the deal is mine
I snicker, chuckle. laugh
she’ll enjoy your anger
Because she enjoys you.
You complete her,
so
Please make your dues
Only to me
Because, to you, I am near
You are mine, ...
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Your White Rose
b]Would finding a rose
Be hard for you to see?
Every ounce of you
Would come to think of me.
A precious white
Prim and delicate
But you give it reason for the pedals to descend
Into the dirt
Of the unknown and danger
You would watch the rose
Fall with no care.
You would envision its suffer
It’s tumble to the ground
You would try to put the rose back together
No luck abound.
Watch the pedals fall,
Watch the stem still firm
Feel the thorn stab your finger,
Leave your pain for the floor.
Give it time
She’ll come back...
Be hard for you to see?
Every ounce of you
Would come to think of me.
A precious white
Prim and delicate
But you give it reason for the pedals to descend
Into the dirt
Of the unknown and danger
You would watch the rose
Fall with no care.
You would envision its suffer
It’s tumble to the ground
You would try to put the rose back together
No luck abound.
Watch the pedals fall,
Watch the stem still firm
Feel the thorn stab your finger,
Leave your pain for the floor.
Give it time
She’ll come back...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by true_joey