Black Poetry : Sorry excuse for a title

[mzpoetic8705]

Waters plunge
Like waves.
Articulate words,
Heavy and bold, underline her.
Mindful show off,
You ignite my feelings.

These walls seem to shrink
I need you like subject and predicate,
Life and death,
Like the horizontal line
Crossing the "l" we need you.
Yet, somehow, you sicken me.
Please arouse someone else
With your adolescent pen strokes,
They don't move me.
Sing your deceitful lullaby
Alone,
Show off.

Feelings don't bother you,
I can tell.
Her mouth has been leaking
How about you seal it tight.
I will go now,
The tunes are breaking
Vases, quickly,
Unfasten her lips
They seem to have overthrown her
So let it be

 

[Monetary]

Love and Hate....

Come hither...get the hell on.

I feel you on that one.

...when the attraction is too hot to handle and too cold to hold.

Nice one, poet.

Keep scribin'.

 

[PLATINUMILLITY1]

HaHaHaHa
You bout to hold something!!!!
I hope it is only a grudge.!!
Yeah we can get lost in the Back and Forth motions
N it always comes a time when we are like..."just forget it"
Lol...Showed the feelings

 

[$$RICH$$]

so often the twist of moves can be a jungle book
and get it quite it ...........message well on point

 

[watzinaname]

How does one title a piece that so creatively inks the ebb and flow that overwhelms us? Not sure, but I am sure that I enjoyed the way you structured this piece poet.