| Life sucks |
| Life sucks is what I think, Life goes faster with every blink, It's going so fast, I'm getting pissed, I guess I'll shut up for now, and get a sunkist, Wait a second, I changed my mind, My vision is so blurred, that I think I'm blind, My brain is so small, so I'm not that smart, But still I have been hit with Cupid's Dart, The reason that I didn't say arrow, Is because my mind is too narrow, True love, I might not have found, yet, My wife and I, have not yet met, Stephen Decatur School, I wish I would still attend, My life, hopefully really soon, will come to The End! |
| What is poetry? |
| What is poetry in your own words? Is it a lot of letters written by nerds? Poetry is the art of making poems, It could even be written by lurches or gnomes, They could be written by the rich or poor, Writing good poems is never a bore, If it comes natural to you, like it does me, They will only take a few minutes, probably, Some have meanings, some have rhyme, Write a poem if you have some spare time, Poems can be written by all of us, Writing poems is better than fuss, To all those this might offend, You should enjoy poems until the End! |
| What is love? |
| What comes to your mind when you hear "Love"? Do you think of romance, candlelight, or a dove? Or passion, lust, sex with or without a "Glove"? Or marriages, babies, or all of the above? Love would not exist with out God's Grace, He's the creator of every single place, Go ahead, and disobey God, Oh Boy! Do that for happiness, but never joy, Joy will come to those who know the Savior, Jesus, who died for our nasty behavior, Just for us humans, He paid the "Price", Our God won'tl perish, like those who ignore Christ, To all those with advice to lend, Give to me, so this won't be The End! |
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