My Poems

Bored
It was a dark and stormy night
The time now more than half past nine
That candle in pure white
Fire from the candle light my eyes.
I was bored
Nothing more than watching the candle
Nothing more
I want to eat while staying in my seat
I want to read while staying in my seat
Nothing, not the meat, not a bit
Nothing that can lift my bored
Away.

Puppy(Cinquan poem)
Puppy
Twinkling pillow
Smiling, laughing, rolling
Puppy is cute, little, funny
Happy

Fear(Sensory poem)
It looks like a foggy night
It tastes like a cup of bitter cold black coffee
It sounds like a cracking noise coming from a silent dark forest
It smells like the dripping blood from the teeth of a predator
Fear feels like sinking to the bottom of the deep blue sea.

Ode to my glasses
It's on my face, near my eyes
It's very scare of height
Always want to get down
But I push it around

It's one of my friends
It's help improve on of my senses
Without it, I'm blind
I cannot see anything in my sight

I usually throw it around,
And It doesn't want to be found
Make no smell, make no sound,
And when I lost hope it can be found.