Random Weird Poem Poem by Kayla ...
Random Weird Poem
I don’t know why I am writing this poem
But it’s late at night and I am not as tired as before
Writing poems is like breathing for me
I love ‘em
Once you get to writin’
You can’t stop
It’s like the doors of a room close
And lock
You’re locked in and can’t get out
10: 30 p.m and everyone is asleep
Except me because I am hooked
On poems! :)
I know what you mean Kayla. Sometimes the spirit of the poem grips you and won't let go until it is captured in ink, on paper. You speak from the heart, have an insight, keep going.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/11/2024 1:26:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this poem stunk that i almost fell asleep so stop writing poems or you will make other people fall asleep