I Smell Your Drunken Conscience (Working Title) EDIT 1
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(08-01-2013, 02:41 AM)TheWall0912 Wrote:  So, I'm not exactly sure if the right term is a sensory poem? But this is my first attempt at writing a poem that describes an event using all 5 senses. I still need to think of a fitting title, any and all suggestions are welcome.

Oh, and if this isn't the correct way to write this kind of poem, please someone point it out and help me! Thanks!
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Your welcomed kiss upon my lips
tastes much like bourbon, I suppose.
It's wet and sloppy, your tongue slips.

The scent is stained on all your clothes,
filthy and vulgar, much like her, The comma feels wrong, and so does "much like her"
and slowly ambushes my nose. This is also an awkward line

You speak to me and your words slur,
"You're beautiful." Ha, I'm flattered.
Your drunken lies, I must concur. kitsch

Our love is in pieces, scattered.
My fragile heart is made of glass,
it lies here broken and shattered. Blegh. Taylor Swift called. She said she wants her lyrics back.

Like a sitting duck on its ass,
your conscience speaks some guilty words
and stumbles around without class.

Cheater taking seconds and thirds,
a secret not kept with the birds.
I'll be there in a minute.


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RE: I Smell Your Drunken Conscious (Working Title) - by newsclippings - 08-01-2013, 11:05 AM



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