09-23-2013, 12:11 PM
I'm perched
While you babble
Silent I remain
Trying to be stoic
Enduring a deluge of words
I gasp for breath
Endless stories
Lacking interest
So much extraneousness
I'm still perched
Ask for a bed
Get a mansion
Ask for water
Get an ocean
Ask for clothes
Get a mall
Why is this so difficult?
Maybe I'm just missing something
Get to the damn point
Some are given an inch
And take a mile
I gave you a dollar
And barely got my two cents back
Forget the bush
You're beating around the damn forest
Still perched
In this cage
With an open door
And the key in my hand
While you prate
I cope
Why?
Because of the tripwire
At my cages door
That would cause your demise
Silence is a much greater torture
I am well aware of the fact that there are cliches in this poem, but this was for fun and I don't share the common hatred towards them. So please just don't say something we both know, wasting both of our time.
While you babble
Silent I remain
Trying to be stoic
Enduring a deluge of words
I gasp for breath
Endless stories
Lacking interest
So much extraneousness
I'm still perched
Ask for a bed
Get a mansion
Ask for water
Get an ocean
Ask for clothes
Get a mall
Why is this so difficult?
Maybe I'm just missing something
Get to the damn point
Some are given an inch
And take a mile
I gave you a dollar
And barely got my two cents back
Forget the bush
You're beating around the damn forest
Still perched
In this cage
With an open door
And the key in my hand
While you prate
I cope
Why?
Because of the tripwire
At my cages door
That would cause your demise
Silence is a much greater torture
I am well aware of the fact that there are cliches in this poem, but this was for fun and I don't share the common hatred towards them. So please just don't say something we both know, wasting both of our time.