Him

Over possessive, a little aggressive, was his kind of nature
Beardy looks, hundreds of books, but still was an immature
Popping sky, hoping why, he was sent here
Friends his dear, he in despair! Remembering all others there
Her simple YES! Was it a jest? still his mind confused
Friends so called, moves so bold, and mentally he was abused
Simple life, keeping alive, but his mind was in clouds
Successful he became, still his jokes lame, but this time he got applauds

Reviews

[Andre]

Applauds, really enjoyed this poem, the words you use to rhyme with is what got me, but the over all message was good, this was very simple but a understandable poem. Please continue to write poems like this.

[Panda]

Thank you so much :)

[poetgurl]

I could varily see this write, but after my eyes focused I could. I like this, it's emotional

[Panda]

I'm sorry for that tho.... and thank you for your review