Alright guys. Welcome back to another blog. This one will have no rhyme or reason. If one day I am spouting off about Winnie the Pooh and the next I'm in league with Pirates, you guys are gonna have to roll with the punches. Expect the unexpected. Nothing is as it seems. =]
Here's a poem I recently conceived. It came to me while walking around late at night.
Templates of marriage
fill-in-the-blanks
We all bow before the Queen
of Love.
The feeling of being accepted
Pronounced to your
Soul Mate.
All the eyes are watching
for mistakes.
There are no erasers
only papers
to be served.
Was it true to begin with
or was it just
a feeling of
contentment?
Here's a poem I recently conceived. It came to me while walking around late at night.
Templates of marriage
fill-in-the-blanks
We all bow before the Queen
of Love.
The feeling of being accepted
Pronounced to your
Soul Mate.
All the eyes are watching
for mistakes.
There are no erasers
only papers
to be served.
Was it true to begin with
or was it just
a feeling of
contentment?
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