Just That Archaic Poet Poet Rhyme

Spare Me If You Can

Pinch an inch, then steal a mile
Park my Heart in all that's vile
And then I start to fall apart
(For just a little while)
Why at my peak I feel so weak;
Feel I'm tossed in to the street?
Nothing soothes all this rue-
(Makes me want to want to weep!)

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Robin Davis September 19, 2013 at 10:28 AM nice little poem, full of emotion and imagery. Makes the reader think and feel the sadness. Good job. Just That Archaic Poet September 19, 2013 at 10:37 AM Thanks, Robin; that's what I was aiming for. Glad you enjoyed :)