Hello friends! Today I got inspired, and in just 10 minutes I wrote this verse. Rate it!
Adrift amidst the whim-storms of our sea,
beholden to its ebbing, flowing sob:
alone, but for the dregs of rotten tea
Hello friends! Today I got inspired, and in just 10 minutes I wrote this verse. Rate it!
Adrift amidst the whim-storms of our sea,
beholden to its ebbing, flowing sob:
alone, but for the dregs of rotten tea
between each sip, each tachycardic throb
collected in a beat which cannot sync.
Defy the trace emotions hence dissolved:
cold iodine, blood iron, pleural zinc,
dull stress the taste of metals unresolved.
“Enough” emboldens even silent rage.
“Forever” grows our hope again by half.
“Exactly right” unites us in our cage.
“Fight onwards” tosses hands on our behalf.
Good riddance to bedraggled leaves of sting.
Good morning, broken bodies born to sing.
