Standing there With a mute stare Amazed by you Paralyzed by you I became a speechless poet No free-flowing words to inhibit Stuck in redundant phrases Running around in silent mazes
My bright poetry is suddenly evanescent How did you freeze my precious talent? My fancy lies and my sincere confessions My angry cries and my serene discretions
My skill dies distorted by your presence As my voice tries hardly a single expression Then my brain denies your acute aggression As my fixed eyes scream my inner passion
Then you left.
You left But I stayed there With my mute stare Speechless because of you Brainless because of you My stupidity crystal clear My creativity in denial And you left me here wishing you stayed near Suffering from your withdrawal
It's nature not a used ****** You can't just dispose of it once you're done using it Like any of you really care She is dying as we speak And yet we just laugh as if everything is okay As our air evaporates HOW THE HECK DOES AIR EVAPORATE But it's joke am I right Yeah we find many uses for it,but look at her And by her I mean nature Her water is polluted Her children die Her mind has gone insane But we don't care We'll just watch her say bye Then wonder why we have all died
If you would like to see poem by me that are not about nature feel free to visit my other account. Sir Poet
A Poem Is just a Jumbled mix Of words, shaped And shifted according To the writer's every whim- Lovely, gray, unexpected, cliche, Harsh, crisp, ragged, soft, or pointed As an Arrowhead