Melissa Coventry Poems
Drive To Learn, Need To Succeed...
By too many pages due,
Essays and reports,
With more creative ideas,
Then one knows how to deal with,
Yet nothing but chemical formulas,
Rules of IUPAC floating around,
Crossing and analyzing on the brain…
In time that I could slack,
Working at notes,
While friends relax,
Thinks about their larking and some,
What I’m missing out?
Yet my mind skims over that,
Back to the articles on political fact…
Stressed over the time wasted,
On others useless conversation,
I just want to do my physics, ...
Desires Of... Led To...
Once pleasing to the eyes,
Once was a lick of the lips,
A rub of his greasy hands,
As he slides his hands on her hips once perfect hips.
Taking as it comes,
The poor girl knew no better,
Only just in her teens,
She looked like her 24 year old mother.