A bunch of poems by me
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I got
Laid off
It ticks
Me off
© From A Poet’s
4/22/20
Arthritis
In my hand
Means I can’t
Meet my demands
© From A Poet’s
4/27/20
I’ll never get
My babies back
B/c DSS is
So very slack
© From A Mother’s
5/7/20
Thanks for not letting
My sanity keep
Thanks for not letting
Me get n e sleep
© From A Sleep Deprived Poet’s
5/7/20
In this game of life
I keep on sinning
Guess that means
I won’t b winning
© From A Poet’s
5/8
In response to another poet’s poem
If passion
Is a b*tch
It will cause
An itch
Then u will
Begin to twitch
Until u have
To scratch that itch
© From A Poet’s
5/9/20
Stress is a b*tch
It steals your joy
And makes u itch
© From A Poet’s
5/11/20
If u have snot
Co-vid or not
U should stay home
Don’t go out & roam
© From A Poet’s
5/12/20
2 Mother’s Days
Came & went away
2 Mother’s Days
I cried the day away
© From A Mother’s
5/12/20
The world stopped turning
September 11th
When some people
Went up to Heaven
We fin’lly bounced back
We tightened the slack
The carona came along
With a new song
It kicked us in the *ss
It didn’t give us a pass
We had ample time
That’s what inspired this rhyme
© From A Poet’s
5/13/20
The world stopped spinning
In 2020
When some had very little
And some had a plenty
© From A Poet’s
5/15
The old maid b*tches
The baby cries
I look at my husband
And ask myself y?!
Y did I ever want
Another child?!
When all they do is cry
And act very wild!
I can’t take this cryin’!
He’s over 2!
Somebody’s lyin’!
He should b able to
Speak for himself & do!
He barely talks!
He’s not potty trained!
What was I thinking?!
This causes me pain!
He’s my baby brother
How I love him so
But all of this crying
Has got to go!
© From An Anxious Poet’s
5/17/20
That 1 week a month
Nothing goes right
That 1 week a month
I wanna fight
© From A Poet’s
5/17/20
When freedom of speech
Ain’t free n e more
When u can’t even
Walk out your own door
Things r looking bad
And it’s really sad
We need a turn around
B4 this country falls down
© From A Lockeddown Poet’s
5/18/20
I’m stuck n a cycle
A cycle of sin
I’m stuck n a cycle
When will it end?
© From A Poet’s
5/18/20
Life is a cycle
From conception to birth
From when we’re created
To our last breath
© From A Poet’s
5/18
I do not know
If I ever knew U
And I do not
Know what to do
© From A Poet’s
5/31/20
