Never Ending Torture Poem by Hector Les Cor
Never Ending Torture
Why? Oh why do this
Have I angered you in some way?
Beautiful sounds you drown in your nasty wish
Hard work destroyed in your 'Crinkle, Crackle, Boom'bay.
Every morning I start of my day
A beautiful sunrise interpreted in sound,
Destroyed in your deceitful ' Crinkle, Crackle, Boom' bay
More and more hate you gain from me, by now a mound.
Yet you do not care
You do not fret
The day over, my mind tired
Only to be tortured in your 'Crinkle, Crackle, Boom' bay.
Why? Oh why do this Have I angered you in some way? Beautiful sounds you drown in your nasty wish Hard work destroyed in your 'Crinkle, Crackle, Boom'bay. life and its struggle.... thank you for expressing your struggles of daily life. tony
A well articulated and nicely encapsulated piece of poetry insightfully penned from the heart with good rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing Hector.
Merci Mike! I appreciate your suggestions! I'm a little stubborn and stuck in my ways though. I like the variety that only the radio can provide, even if I only hear great music for 30 second of my 40 minute drive. Any feed back you can give me is welcomed!
Very interesting. Didn't know what to make of it until I read the authors note. Good write. P.S. Maybe try a cd? Or satellite radio
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Bueno Hector! Please check out my latest piece Shame This poem reminded me of my own struggles.