Im bored right now so im going to post a poem that I wrote last year. The rhyme sceme is terrible, but im not really a poetry guy so I think it turned out ok. Tell me what you think of it .
It, the thing that sleeps within my chest.
It, the thing that until now did rest.
All it took was one look at her,
And something deep within did stir.
Her skin so smooth, her eyes so deep.
The beast it yearns to rise up and reap
The reward that it desires most.
To touch her, feel her, to hold her close.
Alas. This want, this need, this love and care
For me she does not perceive nor share.
The beast lets loose a roar of defeat
And slumps his mighty head to sleep.
Until once more she finds my sight
And yet again we begin this plight
My finger points!