You're a rather quiet enemy
that much I dare say,
Once you were so dear to me
but my feelings have gone the other way.
You're a rather quiet enemy
but you're all up in my space;
I walk and you walk along with me
stuck to me as i move from place to place.
You're a rather quiet enemy
but you were once a noisy pal;
like twins we rode life all wild and free
and you made me such a sexy gal!
But now youre a sagging lump of flesh
a smile turned upside down
with two kids I should feel so blessed
but all i feel like is a frigging clown.
I hear the sounds of gleeful laughter ringing in my ear
I hear the sound of gibberish voices spelling out my fears.
You used to make me feel so good
but that's all in the past
I should be thankful,I should,I should
but my gratitude is fickle and hardly lasts.
Each night you climb with me into bed
the lines, 'turn out the light' start in my head
till it becomes a bellow
of embarrasment that makes me startle
But him,it hardly seems to rattle
He climbs in with us and cooes quite nicely
reaches down and caresses you reassuringly
'I love you Sarah,I love you'
'I love you and I love your tummy bulges too'
You quiver,I sigh and fall into his embrace
you're a rather quiet enemy but at least you don't bring me disgrace!

Cosmetic surgery is a very loud friend.

Nice projections. You portray feelings you don't really feel very well. Bravo

@vescucci, Lol, cosmetic surgery is indeed a loud pal! Thanks for the compliment.Coming from you,that means a lot!

hi folks lets start a poetry contest! the lines must rhyme and they must be original. ready?

Go open your own thread then