Faith | Inspiration | Expression | Love
I have a love poem for you. Roses are red and violets are blue. Excuse me, violets are actually violet. Stop getting violent!
By Muhammad Bayazeed3 days ago in Poets
You look so beautiful in makeup. Yeah, but isn’t it made up? You can say that, let’s just say covered. It’s a nicer word, many have suffered.
My eyes are swollen, Everything has been stolen. All I ever cherished, gone. Just humans, humanity, none. Remnants of the colon.
I love reading books, I can read all day. That’s nice to hear, but do you ever play? Of course, mind games. Others play too, I won’t take names.
Gym, gym, gym. Must I really be so slim? I do care about fitness, Just not any you could witness. How's that, sonny Jim?
Are you taking the limerick? I’m sat here worried sick. Don't act like you have no fear, I’m being serious over here.
You only live once, lies they spread. Multiple times I live every day I said. Oh really, how is that so? I sow seeds wherever I go.
A round of applause, a round of applause! Look at that smile, look at that body, look at those jaws! We’re so lucky to have you here with us.
Hold my hands, let’s walk together. Steal my breath, let’s say no to never. Backs against the past, look straight forward.
Sharpen your mind, soften your heart, strengthen your body, sanctify your soul! Be a million parts if you must, only ever present yourself in whole!
Your hands were made to lift others, instead you put them down. You stare upon creation in arrogance, from your throne, and with your crown.
We flow together with such harmony, melody, and imperfection. We mirror one another, you are my mirror, I am your reflection.
By Muhammad Bayazeed4 days ago in Poets
