Chaarzarul Rockett

Rookie - 391 Points (Baton Rouge, Louisiana)

Real Love - Poem by Chaarzarul Rockett

Laying low like a snake
call it hybernation.
Once upon a time
I was a poison to this nation.

I was young and dumb
but I knew how to run
duck when they fired
and shoot my gun.

I got a wolf in my head
and the hands of the devil
eyes of a god
and the heart of a rebel.

Never will I run
with the herd of the sick
Women have become
just a trap for my dick.

Loving everything
that I hate and despise
Destroying everything
I held dear in my eyes.

If I ever get a chance
to show you how I feel
My tears will fall on your grave
from a love that is real.


Comments about Real Love by Chaarzarul Rockett

  • Dr.tony Brahmin Dr.tony Brahmin (3/9/2016 8:52:00 AM)

    If I ever get a chance
    to show you how I feel
    My tears will fall on your grave
    from a love that is real. a very nice poem... tears on the grave to show how the love was real. liked it. tony (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 7, 2013


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