"Expressing your feelings
couldn't be called art."
So birthed
Shakespearean Walts —
whose puns crammed nature
into mens' hands
and shadowed doubts
that we are all human.
The need to rhyme
and snort out some lines
demoned great minds
who refused to color
outside the lines.
Metaphor ran over happiness,
watercoloring lines
in INK.
*"A petal is
a woman who fails
when she wilts."*
So girls learn to answer,
coyly in high school english,
that everything but petals
are ******* symbols.
No reflection needed,
when nature is a *****
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
"Expressing your feelings
couldn't be called art."
So birthed
Shakespearean Walts —
whose puns crammed nature
into mens' hands
and shadowed doubts
that we are all human.
The need to rhyme
and snort out some lines
demoned great minds
who refused to color
outside the lines.
Metaphor ran over happiness,
watercoloring lines
in INK.
*"A petal is
a woman who fails
when she wilts."*
So girls learn to answer,
coyly in high school english,
that everything but petals
are ******* symbols.
No reflection needed,
when nature is a *****
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