My Poetry Infactuation!
Just recently (uhhhh. about 5 minutes ago, eh?) I have become infactuated with poetry. Here is one of my rough poems:
With a Heart Like A Spring Melody,
Destiny, Destiny. Oh, Grim faced destiny,
A sense of satisfaction forms on it’s face,
Knowing that he should not be in this place.
For as long as he should go,
He will know, that he is way too slow, to escape,
DESTINY! DESTINY!
No pity left for thee.
How do you like it? Eh, eh? I know that it needs a little a lot an enormus amount of work, but it’s a start!
