First time showing my poetry, I'm a bit shy & insecure but hopefully someone will like my writings.
Will we need to fight, Get off our asses, And make things right. The world has gone crazy, And our future is at risk,
By Karen Commane7 years ago in Poets
They say weed is a drug, But it makes me feel better. They say it shouldn’t be allowed, So I must suffer. They say it destroys your health,
There is a magpie in my garden, he’s been there all week, Just one lonely magpie, so sad & bleak, I look at this magpie & he reminds me of you,
What happens when I die? Do I stay and rot in the soil? Or do I go to heaven or hell? Maybe reincarnation do it all again.
Little baby Aoibhe, Like the legends of old, Is a great warrior princess, Fierce and bold, With a name meaning beauty, No one would doubt,
There is a little person inside me, And she is very cranky, It takes a lot to keep her in And from driving me crazy. She only ever makes things harder,
Will I ever feel right? I do try with all my might, Will I ever fit in? With this society I live in, Will I ever feel I belong?