I never wrote a Poem
That meant Music to my Life
As if Cardinals sing
To the Harmony they bring.
I never wrote a Poem
Whose Verses meant to Implode
When Bombs burst on each other
And caress one another.
I never wrote a Poem
Where Sirens also fall in love
For such a lovely Croon
Then dig Gem-Shells all afternoon.
I never wrote a Poem
During a period in my Class
If my Educator takes an Oath
And confiscates them both.
So if I never wrote a Poem
Not knowing when-how-soon
Then blame me for lacking a Pen
Or busting for Ink God-knows-when
And the Papers I have Lost
Took so much in me the Cost
That I have never devoured Love
Not much as being nipped by a Dove
It is bad that I never wrote a Poem
With so much of how I missed
That I would start writing a Poem
During Summer's Entire Bliss.
| 
Email this Poetry
| 
Add to reading list
