Strange Meetings

Jerry Wayne Lawrence

Rings Of Bells. Bulls 2 Massage.
Arrange Each Calculation, Accordingly.
Dingy, But Good Looking.
Funky, I'm Never Smelling.
Yelling: N The Middle Of Nowhere.
Aware, On My Last Day, While Stuck N The Electric Chair.
Hair Raised, Bones Even More Brittle.
Skittle On The Tongue.
Sang A Song That Was A Ultimate Salute.
Astute, @ Some Basic Principle.
Presentable, As Ever, 4 All Strange Meetings.

These strange meetings
arranged by God
all has its meaning
sometimes to get one strong
or give one a lesson.
In this process everyone breaks
and it's time that shows,
who's the survival of the fittest.

  • Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym), Cynthia Seven
  • Visible: All lines
  • Finished: April 3rd, 2023 18:30
  • Limit: 15 stanzas
  • Invited: Public (any user can participate)
  • Comment from author about the poem: Have Fun, Fellow Poetz.
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 12

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