#fits
Moonlight shone; as
silver spoons glance
at shoes performing
the perfect dance
sandwiches fly high
through buttery clouds,
frogs wearing neckties,
welcomed the crowds.
Doves circle; skirts
take the air!
Waltzing the ballroom
without a care!
Raindrops end celebrations
glass carriages; glitz!
Dark - countryside; if
the shoe fits.
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 12:10 PM UTC
I don’t think it’s such a good idea
to prey upon other people’s fear.
It may scare them out of their wits
and come back to haunt us in fits.
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Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 6:02 AM UTC
In fits of rage
And bouts of pain
I recall all you said to me
And I pound my fists
Against your memory
Till they bruise and bleed
And I concede
And you succeed
In breaking me finally
But in a twist of fate
That's what it took to be freed
©2024
May 20, 2024
May 20, 2024 at 1:10 AM UTC
Smooth as softened alabaster
Their scent to you an immeasurable bliss
Where the sun tucks the moon beneath his chin
Rests an endless dream no more than a wish
(4LINE)
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 9:35 AM UTC
My muse taunts me,
One second they'll be there,
Guiding me, I swear.
But then without even uttering farewell,
They leave me there alone in my uninspiring cell.
Sometimes they leave me for so long
I begin to forget they're there,
So I try it all out on my own.
It works I guess,
The puzzle fits,
But its just there's something wrong.
I know now that they're there,
I felt it, I felt it I swear.
But I don't know who they are,
And I don't know where they are.
But I know,
I know they're there.
I just have to wait for them to open the cell door.
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 1:19 PM UTC