Deal with it.

Deal with it.

A Poem by New New
"

I wrote this while sitting in the car on a vacation.

"
The colors are so vibrant
Everything blends together
Not one thing seems to matter
The sky is blue and inviting
The ground is stable and reassuring
These eyes of mine have seen so much
I never fail to tremble at your touch
I'm so familiar with that finger of yours
Seeing as you have me wrapped around it
Right where you want me to be
Don't plan on getting rid of me
You're the one who asked for this
Looks like you bit off more than you can chew
Every one of us can see right through you
Sympathy is out of the question
You're the thing people can't stand to mention
I don't have all day so i'll make this short and sweet
If anything, you deserve to be buried beneath my feet.

© 2011 New New


Author's Note

New New
This was just in my head so I felt like making it known.

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OUCH~

First off, remind me to never sit on your bad side!

I felt a chill run down my spine when I read that last line...

You see the entire poem up until that fifth line up had me thinking undying love... when out of the blue - No, not a ton of brick; it hit me like a fallen star.

The idea of a woman being the source of our dismay is absurd *throat clearing*.

I really believed, quite honestly that the subject of this poem is loved even to death. Bewildering as it may seem, love does not just die ... your sincere tone from the start created a picture perfect relationship.

I am rambling; anyway, I really enjoyed the smooth way this poem rolled out of my mouth. The emotional sarcasm was truthful and raw, great job.

Love contest - hum~ I am not sure, maybe Enlightenment, would be the proper home for this write. (Poetic Infusion Society)

Keep writing, it suits you well,

Legacy




Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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OUCH~

First off, remind me to never sit on your bad side!

I felt a chill run down my spine when I read that last line...

You see the entire poem up until that fifth line up had me thinking undying love... when out of the blue - No, not a ton of brick; it hit me like a fallen star.

The idea of a woman being the source of our dismay is absurd *throat clearing*.

I really believed, quite honestly that the subject of this poem is loved even to death. Bewildering as it may seem, love does not just die ... your sincere tone from the start created a picture perfect relationship.

I am rambling; anyway, I really enjoyed the smooth way this poem rolled out of my mouth. The emotional sarcasm was truthful and raw, great job.

Love contest - hum~ I am not sure, maybe Enlightenment, would be the proper home for this write. (Poetic Infusion Society)

Keep writing, it suits you well,

Legacy




Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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