Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Cinnamon Soap

The upbringing of a person could lead to a frivolous publican.

A brother and sister are both witnessing the featherbrained fool.

This world we live in is a bit bamboozle

 

Escaping to a state of ecstasy with your purple kaleidoscope why don't we shape the future and use cinnamon soap.

 

With your undercoats it's an antidote for a hurtful situation

It's like we are burning in ice.

Your a magician but you can't stop stupid.

 

Adolescents knowing the need to finish yet they are taking over to much to cope.

So now they are discovering, considering, cinnamon soap.

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
penelopejayde
22 / Australia
Published
Apr 15, 2015
Lines·Words
9·98
Notes

My first poem

Tags
#love#kiss#lust#friendship#relationship#intimate
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell penelopejayde how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write