Dark Poetry #5 |
Tick.....Tock |
maddorani Member
since 2007-11-18
Posts 423houston,tx |
Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock Does he like me? Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock He doesn’t like me? Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock Does he like me? Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock He doesn’t like me? Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock I’m always wondering. Probably, even though there’s no chance. Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock It’s driving me insane! What should I do? How can I figure it out? Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock Someone, please Save me! Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock All of a sudden…. I see a silhouette. He walks towards me And confesses to me. Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock I can’t believe my ears? I am ecstatic! I am shocked! Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock I’m thinking Why didn’t he tell me this before? Because I have loved him So much with all my heart!? But unfortunately, I told him it’s too late And that I’m taken. Tick…..Tock Tick…..Tock Time doesn’t wait for anyone. If you love someone tell them now. If it’s meant to be It will happen And if not, don’t waste your time. |
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Boomer Styles Member
since 2014-03-02
Posts 194South Side Of Success |
No more than finally reaching the bottom of this. When I burped up my beer, I could have sworn I heard it 'cuckoo'. One ladle serves the soup that feeds the mouths of the many. Is there one in your hand? |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
I was becoming hypnotized. To call oneself a poet is a vain remark indeed. After you're dead, let others eulogize you as such if they feel you are worthy. |
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