I wrote this poem, its not very gd, but i wanted some criticism, so i figured...well, here goes
Skeletal Kiss
Kisses from a skeleton.
A hand that cannot touch.
A nose that can't pick up the scent
Of perfumed skin, as such.
Sweet nothings from a skeleton,
Inspired bởi sightless eye.
Words tainted, bởi the rotted lips
Through which they must pass by.
Embraces from a skeleton.
The fault of broken heart,
Which used to rest in marrow cage
But now is gone, in part.
tình yêu comes not from a skeleton,
From death, from lack of life.
It only lives in memory
Which lives through after life.
Ok, be honest, What do bạn guys think?
Skeletal Kiss
Kisses from a skeleton.
A hand that cannot touch.
A nose that can't pick up the scent
Of perfumed skin, as such.
Sweet nothings from a skeleton,
Inspired bởi sightless eye.
Words tainted, bởi the rotted lips
Through which they must pass by.
Embraces from a skeleton.
The fault of broken heart,
Which used to rest in marrow cage
But now is gone, in part.
tình yêu comes not from a skeleton,
From death, from lack of life.
It only lives in memory
Which lives through after life.
Ok, be honest, What do bạn guys think?
I đã đăng this on Facebook a few hours ago. It's a tribute to my grandfather, Paul, who died last năm & his birthday would be today (6/30).
bạn are the best person ever
One ngày we all will once again be together.
bạn are so silly & one of a kind
If anyone didn't tình yêu you, they'd have to be blind.
Your one-liners are still carried on
They're so funny, & I know you're not gone.
So, Grandpa: Happy 71st birthday
You're in our hearts, not far away.
NOTE: I tình yêu you, Grandpa. R.I.P. <3
-Donna Lee
bạn are the best person ever
One ngày we all will once again be together.
bạn are so silly & one of a kind
If anyone didn't tình yêu you, they'd have to be blind.
Your one-liners are still carried on
They're so funny, & I know you're not gone.
So, Grandpa: Happy 71st birthday
You're in our hearts, not far away.
NOTE: I tình yêu you, Grandpa. R.I.P. <3
-Donna Lee