Poems from bedamijo
Pop, the leader of the age,
Confined in today's mainstream cage,
Who's designed to give what the masses want
While every station encourages...
Mondays suck.
I'd rather pet a duck,
Or maybe a lamb,
'Cuz they're so adorable, man.
You probably hate Mondays too,
Enough to whack its...
I ask them to take a poem
And read it
Like they were the author,
Or subject, for that matter.
I say drop a lemon-scented pod into a...
Had I known that I would't make it around the corner,
I would have stopped.
I would have held that strap close,
Like it was my best friend...
Why did you do this to me?
Why did you crush all my hopes?
You took all my hard work
And threw it to the ground
Like it meant nothing.
Do...