Email Poem

Your IP Address: 3.138.191.28

Your Email Address:

To Email Address:

Subject

Personal Note:

Poem Title:

Poem

I gat no ing job
All I do is place a daring bet
Sometimes I hit the big stone with my toe
While if luck gat my back, it catapults me like a jet

Madness permits corncob 
Yet remain hopeful to have a cot
How come seedling germinates below
When no dropping deposit could have actually clot

Life's race shouldn't be for only ace
Though one needs to be steadfast on his lane
And before hand tighten the golden shoe lace
To avoid the awful onlookers laughter-like-cane

Before pretence make you ale
Try be for everyday as sun and moon ache 
Bottom-side-up, toughness won't make chance hale
Its way through fate's hopeful touch of the unknown at stake 

On God I lean 
Even as flesh gets faith to leach
Empty me of sins and make me clean
Every flaw is free of me but upon him is each

His strength is my will
Driving my steps off "I CAN"
And bless the anxious quills to thrill
Beyond the great proposed altitude span

Imagine a super hen
Grazing on a snowy lea
Then go ahead to feed in a den
Giving òsùbà to lion and lioness via plea

If never suffered acne,
One would simply pray to heal
Its skin lacking favor be put in a hackney
For other hens to learn first how to deal 
 
What if a hand lance
Stunningly to launch and cancel
Will the super hen ever get another chance?
Placed before the brethren on the holy chancel

The pain in its body
Will not bail out the wish to live
In all ramifications be classified bawdy
Even at the expense of grace fortunes give

So soon sun shying
Shall shun skipping sky
So shy sailing saliva silently sighing 
See soaked season secretly scouting shall shoot 

Blessing unto every eel
In its own world that enrich feeds
Which are rare, lofty and hard to steal
Nutritiously blessed of adequate needs

CAPTCHA Preview

Type the characters you see in the picture

Required