PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Cluttered posters hang on my walls,

my life throughout the years.

written word telling of my falls,

telling of my tears.

and as a song rings true to my ears

my feet begin to flow,

as words and beats calm my fears

my eyes begin to glow

I spin, and twist, and pop and swing

to that fresh melodic jam,

Im dancing then I start to sing,

and its all glitz and glam

its easy to pretend your someone else,

when your hanging out in your room,

but everyone needs to have something

that brings them out of their gloom.

whether its lyrics, dance steps, notes, or poems

theres somewhere in everyones heart

the only true place to call home.