Pensmoke Poems : Writing

Venom

Venom

A Poem by Pensmoke Poems


The kiss of death The breath of rot Hidden behind cherry red And masked by mint Gruesome in spirit Vile in intention Stuffed in an hourgla..
America

America

A Poem by Pensmoke Poems


Land of the free Yet my blood isn't rich enough Home of the brave Yet everyone is scared of me Be yourself No, not like that 6'2, 36..
The Hyenas

The Hyenas

A Poem by Pensmoke Poems


Ah the despicle and vile things Mocking my despair They circle They laugh They examine They laugh They know your finished So th..


Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5