Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2018
I was born hipped and a whirling wheel of dangerous beauty.
I hovered in the horizon and sipped on my ****** wine,
my eyes growing an enflaming fire of blazing thunder.
I became a rumbling rollercoaster humming slow sounds,
bringing whooshing winds to fulfill my inner desires.
I shall be heard; every distant land will bow down and praise
my name.
I was a prized majestic jewel rising in the crimson shadows,
unleashing chaos.
Travis Green
Written by
Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
89
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems