Accumulation Series: Hell Poems
Indulgences like Honey Buns
The frivolous light
inside the fright
a delight to the senses
but just for tonight
to grip the gold
that wasn't sold
solid is its fingers
lips and a fold
old is the language
great is the mire
to scream for the truth
and to lack the desire
to cry for a lost
no matter the cost
an angel for none
and a three not a one
Selah
Acid Rain from Highschool
Melt me into liquid
Vapor for the sun
I'll sprinkle down like rain
and poison everyone
Branches and Noses
Great is the river
long is the fight
missiles are not angry
but just for tonight
shoot the water from the guns
and into space the stars are suns
x's and o's, 8's and 1's
mother is not here
Daddy does not fear
Brother owns a ranch
and sisters on the branch
Uncles is in a bind
and Aunts are never kind
and cousin's always starting trouble
and I live in a plastic bubble
Selah
Horses
Grim is the Structure
and although it seems
the space that we live in
is bursting at the seams
Rabbits eating food
and trees are on the rise
people holding hands
and growing like a size
and although horses nay
as far as I will know
they'll never lack the hay
and frolic in the snow
Selah
San Francisco Bay
Yellow lit sun dream wandering
with eyes so colorful
made to look with pondering
with a like fire
built to last
things happen quick
yes they happen fast
mastiff dogs and wild hogs
ones a lady and the other is soggy
bogged down in wet mud that's clay
and I'll keep whistling
San Francisco Bay
Selah
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Accumulation of Poems: Hell Poems
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Written on April 22, 2023
Submitted by riverly_1 on April 22, 2023
Modified by riverly_1 on April 22, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,505 |
Words | 299 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 17, 1, 4, 1, 16, 13, 1, 13 |
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