Mesmerized by your dark eyes Under gas station florescent lights Rummaging through deep pockets Demanding money be put in the bag Emphasis on the curse words with Ripe and rosey dried cracked lips
Malevolent spirit doing a danger dance Enticing me into your territory
Decadence in your worldly hatred A bitter sweet flavor on my teeth Demanding and forever ****** Dismal with a soft sweet center Yes. I'll see you on the other side.
POV: being attracted to the man robbing the gas station you work at.
A poem is not a medium to abuse, Or a collection of cuss words. Roses should pour from its phrases, The poem must always be beautiful, Aye, even if angry or hateful.
lived in his heart is this ounce of pain every moment just seemed to pass behind his back victory was all in vain igniting the fire within his world of black
at last, humanity's strongest appeared cradled in his palm are the tears he hid keen as the blades that all have feared ending it with his own blood to bleed
reaching with no one to depend meek as he absorbed the reality as he asks himself if this is the end not yet for he is the strongest of all humanity
W~ white whispy flakes slowly drifting to the ground I~ indoors, bundled, huddled, snuggled, & cuddled N~ nature's greatest showcase T~ trees trembling naked in the bitter blowing winds E~ eyes sleepily gazing at the warm flickering candlelight R~ resting...resting. . . r e s t i n g . . .
F-flippantly finding four friends of mine praying I-in cages bound wrists floundered hopelessness N-nevertheless, the day after was flaying E-everything, it was changing, don’t worry, I’m fine.
