PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Honestly all I want to do is write
the twitch of the pen never felt so right
Do you think when yours head’s full?
Don’t mourn these minds so dull
The judge in the poet’s courtroom
Condemns none to tragic doom
Streams of emotional slivers
Engulf our valleys in glitter
There was I time we were so empty
Now overflowing, I’ve got plenty
We make the music that divides you
Anthems that deities cry to
We learn everything from loss
Noble man hanging on a cross