Get Your Premium Membership

The Obby Master

And so the day comes to an end Oh how I wish my soul would mend The grief one feels is beyond reproach When they obby so bad, they need a coach I jump and weave and try to progress But the obby is fierce, one measurable test But my soul was saved when from the heavens Came THE OBBY MASTER, (his real name's Kevin) He guided me through the jumps and weaves Now I obby with grace, and shift-lock with ease The day is anew and my soul is saved Follow my poetryusop

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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

Date: 2/4/2025 8:38:00 PM
i like this!
Login to Reply

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry