the sweet of those
ever carnivorous
of your front teeth
that are still babyish
and so cute
and underneath
that
I am so still fond
of your history,
there's this
chance,
that was taken.
Mathematician
cannot ever explain,
the calculations
the new of
limbs so smooth.
And eyes
lighter than
dark
of your glassy
super sparkling
comprehend,
hair so new and
without knots
and take em over
BUT KEEP
them in all in line,
beetroots are sweet
but grassy greens
are less than
satisfying
to the emotions
of the smoothing blues
of waters and emotions
and browns and relaxation
are more to satisfy
to the hypnotizing
and guilt of free,
as she's the bee...
Then the blues
will write the poetry
when their machines
will one day be breaking
like its a coop of nothing.
Categories:
beetroots, conflict, future, introspection, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Rainbow nation
It rained and rained, fine rain but persistent
mountains dissolved, and rocks turned into sand
When the rain stopped, a smooth landscape
of peace and camel dung
Before the deluge, people who had sinned were
stoned to death since this was no longer
possible the sinner had to eat a kilo of carrots
until they turned orange and
were not invited to dinner
or supervised at the supermarket
The authorities thought this was a good idea and
made a color program,
to better classify
left-wingers
and radicals, making them eat cabbage till they
turned green and could not hide their socialist
tendency and forbidden to enter posh restaurants
The government liked this so much that they decided to
classify all classes, beetroots for the royals
deep yellow for the middle class and potato peel
for the working class and pink for artists
Alas, people fall in love across the color barrier
their children looked like rainbows and were impossible to classify
Therefore, the government declared everyone s
equals, but instead build bigger prisons
Categories:
beetroots, america, anti bullying, arabic,
Form: Blank verse