Floating on wave of sound
Magic in the air around
Pulling on a sick beat
Trying not to get beat
Lost in space of mind
Nothing of its kind
Takes me to some place
Takes me at my pace
Smooth as a nights dream
As well can I scream
Till I do no more
Till it hurts so sore
It is what I create
It is what some hate
It's what fills me so
I will never say no
The ocean of no end
The rules I can bend
The sound of sweet bliss
Only one I ever miss
Corey David Shipton
Copyright ©2007 Corey David Shipton
A contest entry
- Rhyme and Flow part 2 Children's - 50,000 points series by cricketjeff.
4000 points, ended June 3, 49 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think?
Comments
-
I like it but I think i would have been better if you didn't ryhme beat with beat and if Takes me to some place and takes me at my pace where not so much alike
-
Thank you for your entry in our contest with this interesting poem. Please join us in our future contests...Sue and Jeff
Adding your comment:
