"jhonhary" poems
He has sunken,
He is flat!
(He may just be
A bit more fat.)
He may have
Knees of Plasticine
And self-pity like
An entire emo scene...
But this is a new year!
(In mid-May?)
This is when we
Stop the decay.
Let us end
The discontent:
Let us make
Jhonhary great again.
"How do I do it?"
I hear him ask.
Well, here are the steps
To accomplish said task.
One:
Go outside and run
As if first dates were after you.
Go outside and run each day.
You have to.
Two:
Speak a little slower!
You're not a motorboat.
You sound like your tongue
Is wearing a peacoat.
Three:
Shave those sickly
****** hairs away.
You look as appealing as
A plumber's derriere.
Quatro:
Perfecta tu
Francés y español.
Aveces te escuchas
Como muerto caracol.
Five:
Just... chill
With the self-pity.
No manic pixie dream girl
Will come sing you a ditty.
Six:
Learn to play that song
You're just letting stall.
Don't be that guy
That just plays "Wonderwall."
Seven:
Keep buying clothes!
Yes, you look great.
No, don't be alarmed by
Your wallet's lowered weight.
Eight:
Come up with
More steps!
Make fewer jokes that
Leave people perplexed.
Nine:
Keep writing.
This is something you enjoy.
This is where your thoughts can
Come and not be destroyed.
Ten:
Just be you.
Be that well-meaning, uneven guy
Who wants to brighten
Another person's sky.
Eleven:
Make this your
Open-ended answer,
The last step you're
Always going after.
Write these last lines
As you begin your amends.
Make this the poem
That never really ends.
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 10:18 PM UTC