A good poem is like a good sandwich
the layers are the lines that if not ordered right
would not rhyme and you wouldn't take a bite
The toppings are the words
alone are insignificant
but together make something magnificent
so rich with hidden messages and meanings
another way to eat your feelings
The sauce is the bit added hesitantly
because you're not sure how it is connected
these flavours you've perfected
and you hope the pieces all add together
to make your piece of art for you to munch
your rhyming lunch
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 1:12 PM UTC
your worth, it is nothing
you are nothing
you are nothing comparable
how can someone be compared?
you are unique to the highest degree
there is no definition for your beauty because your looks are more than a couple sentences
not only your looks
but you
look at you
look at you on the inside
do you see all the power you possess?
from every weakness you may have
to every strength you have
from every acne scar
to every single muscle which may or may not be defined
you are powerful in every sense of the word
you are powerful because you are human
you are powerful because you were made to be great
you are powerful
you are dynamic
you are wonderous
you are absolutely extraordinary
you are a story that I would love to read
you are more than how you view yourself because I view you as heavenly
you are absolutely breathtaking.
repeat after me,
I am absolutely breathtaking
I am absolutely breathtaking
I AM absolutely breathtaking
you are...
a million things that cannot be put into words.
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 1:08 PM UTC
She is the kind of girl
Whose hips you watch sway,
Whose hair sweeps her back,
Whose knows her name in history.
The corners of her mouth
Are perpetual and unchanging;
Pulled in a taught steady smile
Bearing a daring snarl without exposing any teeth.
Her eyes blink slowly; her chin dips slightly,
Extending her sharp gaze under soft shadows,
Rearing her pupils as the horns of anangry bull,
And bowing her head to be crowned
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 10:42 AM UTC
Destined to dominate,
Taming a fierce lion.
Velvet whip at the ready,
The cracks make her purr.
She is so used to being in control,
My time to take the reigns.
Give her pain and suffering,
To make the scale equal again.
She might want to win,
But she loves when I bring her to her knees.
Manipulating the monster,
That I thought controlled me.
Your sentence is simple,
Eye for an eye.
You killed me inside out,
Now it's your time to die.
Glad you did your research,
Now it's time for the test.
Will you fight me off,
Or can you truly not resist?
I have the power in this cage,
Lock me in,
So I can't engage.
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 1:19 PM UTC
Justice isn't doing the right thing.
It's just about balancing the scale,
Between right and wrong.
He killed a man,
You know what to do.
Chamber to his head click click boom.
The scale must always be,
In a mutual state.
Who ever touches the scale will meet their fate.
Eye for an eye,
Who can argue with that.
Strike for strike, **** for **** prepare to receive your bill.
You owe us many of things,
An arm, a leg, a wife, three fingers,
And everything else you took away.
If your life doesn't pay the toll.
We will simply carry the ones,
And take them from those who you love.
This is blind justice,
For how can it care.
It is a scale,
Libra is always fair.
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 1:19 PM UTC
Boy blue
I couldn’t love you.
I apologize,
See the dark
Sincerity in my eyes.
Red drowned my heart
You knew saving me
Would be dangerous
From the very start.
You took no caution
Refused to yield to yellow
Off on green you went
Bull headed fellow.
Don’t dwell on us
You always did think too much
Tell my memories to relax at night
Mistakes always did keep me up
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 1:17 PM UTC