You'll be kissed by a rose in the end,
when that asteroid smacks into our homes again,
it brought even the dinosaurs to their eventual end,
but you'll be kissed by that rose in the wind.
It's a year that will never end,
when every dammed thing wants to kill us again,
we have covid that's here with no end,
you'll be kissed by a rose, my sweet friend.
We woke up to war again,
it's a subject we'll live with till the end.
Someone, please shove some dynamite in Putin's end,
We're in a hell we'll visit again and again.
There's no telling when this will all come to an end,
I could say screw it and hide out my friend.
We'll live our lives once again,
and I promise that I'll never bend.
About the Creator
Jason Ray Morton
I have always enjoyed writing and exploring new ideas, new beliefs, and the dreams that rattle around inside my head. I have enjoyed the current state of science, human progress, fantasy and existence and write about them when I can.
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She flings her arms around my neck and squeezes me like she’s never going to let me go. My head spins as her lips brush against my cheek. She must be able to feel my heart thumping in my chest. I shuffle backwards and ram my hands into my coat pockets, watching her reach down and heave the rucksack across her shoulders.
By Caroline Craven3 days ago in Fiction
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Totally enjoy this poem. There were some amusing part as well. 👍👏