"acompanied" poems
words stuck to paper
like my thoughts in my mind
i cannot speak what i feel
unless its in the form of a rhyme
the thoughts flow easy
when acompanied by a pen
i just feel like writing
never wanting to end
my pencil dances flowingly
as i write it all down
i write about love and life and sadness
sometimes my fears like mice and clowns
theres so much you can learn
by reading what i write
you would know my deepest secrets
my dreams, my peevs, and my internal fights
for some writing doesnt come easy
but for my its just like pie
i can sit with a pen and paper
and watch the time tick by
i may not be very talented
but it makes my tension cease
since im not all that outspoken
writing it down puts me at ease
most are all the same length
a total of thirtytwo lines
unless its a venting poem,
those take up way more time
til the next time i write again
my thoughts will stay away
hidden in my mental safe
until a better day
Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 11:31 PM UTC
Joy walked out of her house and pruned the roses in her yard.
She saw a tiny figure from afar. She wiped the sweat from her head and look ahead. Happy looked nervously at the house and beautiful Joy. Nervous acompanied him. He walked faster because he might spin and walk away, Scared also came. He bent on one knee when he was in front of Joy and said” will you Marry Me.” She looked at him with Exitement over her shoulder. Three years later Joy had two children , twins . She named one , Life and the Other, Emotion.
The nurse named Mrs. Care Kindness laughed with Dr. Joke Humor as the two twins held each other on the table.”I guess Life is full of Emotion.”
May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 12:03 AM UTC