Freestyle Poetry

It's Sunday evening and I'm bored... when i get into a funk like this, I thank the Lord for the gift of the written word... so I started to write, and this is what I came up with... hope you like it:

Freestyle poetry
By Delroy Nesta Williams

Feeling like an afterthought
From priority to last in line
Banished like Romeo
And I hope you're my Juliet
Because I would kill for you
I would die for you too
Without any reservation
But like Judas Iscariot
You've back-stabbed me
Straight in my heart
And I don't think I will survive this attack
I've put all my eggs in one basket, ignoring all warnings
And everyone of them has a crack
Salmonella poisoning so death may be coming
I just wish I paid attention to the signs
But I'm hoping to heal in time
Again, this is a lesson not learnt
An avoidable event if I had only listened
But I'm stubborn, hard-headed
I've got to do it my way
Which means I take the high way
Although I'm hitchhiking
All across the world, so I'm globe-trotting
With no map, taking any direction
Like the Pygmies, feeling nomadic
Hope this doesn't end in tragedy
Because it seems like you've already walked out on me
So impatient
don't you know that love takes time
But you've broken the hourglass
I've ran the race and finished last
All that's left is a consolation prize
Thank God I enjoyed the journey
Because now that I've returned to you
You're not here to fill this void in me
I'm more than just empty
I'm a bottomless pit of anguish

give me something to write about...

So I was feeling bored tonight, just browsing through facebook and I had this idea, so I put out a request for my friends to suggest a topic for me to write a poem on:

Here is the status: I need to write something, give me a topic, any topic, I need to write a line, a verse, a rhyme... something metaphoric or even a simile... I need to write something, somebody suggest something quick...

and Rude Gyal Casimir suggested the topic that I wrote on (took me about five minutes to write it):

Why do you want to bring me down?

Inspired by Anelia Casimir

Is it jealousy?

Why the envy?

I just don’t understand

You don’t even know my story

But you would want me to be history

I’m not rich

I’m not even that beautiful

Only smart enough to fool you

For you seem to feel the need to covet me

Resentment for what?

In spite of all that

I shall rise about it all

And even offer a hand

To get you off the ground

For it must pain you to feel you’re beneath me

When I only see you as an equal

I wonder where this all comes from

Is it me that you hate?

Or what you think I have become

I wonder if it isn’t just greed

That makes you see me this way

Or maybe even foolish desire

Because you feel the need to just like me…

Do enjoy...