Metaphors That Hunger Tp Be Heard

Do you think that you can’t write a verse Free or formed, a villanelle or song Do you fear the end then feel accursed? The first words are banana,gold and terse Start from that new sentence on your tongue Do you think that you can’t write a verse? Bananas ,phallic symbols, unrehearsed What you write is almost never wrong Is you fear the end be not accursed Golden is the joy when we’re immersed In the company that knows our tongue Do you think that you can’t write a verse? My lover speaks but he is often terse He prefers to use a gesture not a word Is you fear the end you’re not the first In the mind float symbols , gold, absurd Metaphors that hunger to be heard Do you think that you can’t write a verse? If you fear the end , we’re here at worst Share this: