A girl always loves a challenge
like a guy
for better, sometimes worse.
They really suck
the rhymes from my fingertips
and Im left with nothing but a blank
Verse.
I should catalogue
All that goes on,
dilating pupils, half-moon smiles,
twitching hands, shifting of weight,
arms around, giving a shoulder,
moving backwards, looking away,
holding others, still smiling, still twitching,
tongue between teeth, impish laughter,
tight hugs, fleet feet, fake tears, real fears,
many many many many beers
...I guess I got my rhyming back,
Finished with this "word attack"
Verbal doesn't go my way
Physical gets me locked away
Emotional makes my conscience cry
Words are my way until I die
*Laughing*
Author notes
An exercise, pretty much.
Written November 25th, 2005
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Good job
I like the end, because it could be part of the sentence in the poem or it could be meant to make the picture picture someone laughing. It fits very well both ways. The rant part, finding your verse once again, was excellent as well. Good job.
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