Thursday, August 6, 2009

Poetry, my muse

Poems will be the death of me,
never letting me be free.
always calling,
write me; write me!

Always luring me,
taunting me with ease,
It'll be easy this time,
you say just to please.

Well I'm tired of it.
I try and try,
and even if I die,
I swear this time will be the time.

I'm writing a poem you see,
smiling with glee.


((Yays!!! I did it :) That was so hard! Tell me what you think and be completely honest! I need all the constructive criticism I can get!))

3 comments:

  1. haha well done I know howmuch you hate rhyming.... but its pretty nice, simple but fun to read =D

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  2. lol..It took me like twenty minutes to write that...I got so frustrated...and thanks :)

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  3. Wow....twenty minutes? xD Now, I write every poem in like 7 minutes tops haha. Glad, I have improved at "just writing".

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