Potential EnergyA Poem by Emily
Gathering force
Swirling zephyrs dance around me Droplets vaporize in a halo of mist A grin breaks from the confines of my mouth Building, growing, increasing I cannot stop my lust for power Even if I tried I am the driving force I am but a tropical depression Rolling through the ocean I see through the eye of the storm This ain't even my final form My magnum opus is a'bubbling To my critics, it may be troublin' But I will fly, and I will soar Your a$$ to the record store (but my album) Potential is my middle name Just trust in me And I'll blow you away Peace out! © 2014 Emily |
StatsAuthorEmilyCAAboutHey, I'm Emily. I go to Los Angeles Valley College, and I write poetry and some short stories. In my free time, I draw, play video games, and play with my dogs Zeke and Roscoe. Zeke is a Great Dane/Bo.. more..Writing
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