I am disgusted
With your sweet-induced dreams…
Why waste your time
To fill my consciousness
With lies and betrayals
When you can love me…
Make me your Pangea.
I was broken into islands
With your tremors and quakes,
But oh my baby…that was centuries ago.
For I am fed up now
With your sour-creamed disguises…
Why waste my time
To find my happiness
With your meanness and miseries
When others can love me…
Make me their Pangea.
It’s my turn now to break you into pieces
With my wholeness and a newfound lover,
And by the way darling…that was only minutes ago.
A contest entry
- Pangea by Danna Hobart.
390 points, ended October 26, 2007, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Oh, this is excellent. I love the cheeky tone. Thanks for entering.
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Oh my this is strong! Well done and I don't want to get on your bad side.
Love,
Amera♥
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You go now ... hahaha good luck in the contest with this awesome poem lol
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