most read because,

  as much as they
may not want to admit,

   i always peak
       their interest.

   a new age Poe,
    
          a mind that shoots

      words with arrows

and a

           b
             o
           w

and delivers them

      to the depths

            of one's soul.

            you don't have to like

    my writes but

               i know that you read.

     I too scroll by your selfies,

           used up memes;
  
              unoriginality

and this modern age Poe

      knowing this.....

         i :

               metaphorically roll

                   up my sleeves;

        puncture my heart again and,

      

         the   poetic verse,
it,

    continues to

                         bleed.

    
         there will never be

   another me.

most won't talk much here

        but,

           if i see you out,

on the street....
       OR
in a store....

              you'll act as if....

i'm the one to

    remove you from

                 your rut.🤦🏻

i'm sooooo much more

     than a good time

   or,

a good rhyme.




The Concrete Poet

We were never meant to see it through
Grey skies covered your eyes of blue
There were times that I held you so tightly so close
Our love at one time was like a healthy overdose
On the day that we parted those grey skies did rain
I just stood there paralyzed, each tear from those eyes fell upon me like pain
Our lives once together, became a new life with others
Cold nights live now without you beneath those old covers
You went your way and I had to go mine
But what we once had will last throughout time

David
💞💞💞
TheConcretePoet