Today I write one hundred forty
It is not a song or tall tale story
Just a write to make a new rhyme
For a number of poems-
I have uploaded online
It came to be more than a passing of time
More like a flood of verse taking over my mind
Like, now my hell or Frankenstein
All my thoughts-
Consumed by rhyme
Today I have written this story so boring
About a hobby obsession- My number one forty
And if you are here still reading these lines
My advice is to stop before it gets in your mind
Too Late!
(03/05/2017)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem