Here's a couple of short poems I wrote..
A Beautiful:
Your Body is all beauty
violets teem, sunshine covers
onto where roses lay on warm soft beds
And flickers swim high
in the open blue.
What a good day it is
thus my feelings afloat
from here to you.
You the Actor:
A day is endless
not in time, but life.
it walks, it runs
from here to their
It'll fly and even hide, clear as air
They come and go
so fix your act
Always give a perfect show.
Pure, Pure, Pure:
What the!
I saw heaven
it was pure in all of white
yet no eyes saw means
was I dreaming?
no it was just T.V.
But could this be reall?
I guess so
'cus I believe in He!.
The next one is my 1st poem I wrote 4 years ago, I'm just basically metaphoring a commander to a sterotypist.
Commander:
Hey, commander
what's your command?
owning amenities is a rule
sir, that is hard to follow
I'm dazed and I refuse
So I'll be me
Probally, your enemy
And now I feel relieved
Barely.
Curious I'am
shall I be like you?
well-known in perfect cool.
Hand me those expensive shoes
amend them to your crews.