I would first like to start with a quote ;

A poet who reads his verse in public may have other nasty habits.
-Robert Heinlein, Time Enough for Love, 1978

And I must admit I have some other nasty habits. Pplease bear with me with this one. Since we can't post each poem separately (If I understand the rules correctly) here you will find my works. Please comment on them. Any comment be it in spite or like will help me better myself. (I hope so anyway. :sweat: )

So here it goes ;

~The Mad Poet~

And that is how it ends
With a bust in the poets hands
With cheers from the faceless crowds
Begging him to wear the crown

It is all just in his head
In his hands is just molded bread
Sitting on his broken chair
Lonely in his empty lair

His friends are the bottles now empty
They chide him delightedly
He can only fear and only let go of tears
That is how he lost
This is how he paid the cost

He can no longer sleep
Neither can he stay awake
His nightmare are his failures
It hunts him within his dreams
Driving him more, just more insane




~Coffee Junkie~

I am a coffee junkie
Junked with coffee
Stuffed with the side dish toffee
I am a coffee junkie
Don't smoke
IDon't do drugs
I just drink my penta-shot coffee
I am a coffee junkie
I listen to its will
That is what keeps me awake still.

lol, my hubby is a coffee junkie too.

btw, please remember to quote anything that isn't your original work, the quote you posted should be quoted...haha. I've quoted it for you, just remember to do it from now on. (:

Sorry about that. I kind of forgot was too excited posting. Thank you.
I consume on a daily bases 4 triple shot Americano and sometimes it is just not enough :D

D: That's quite a bit. If my hubby doesn't have a coffee a day he gets cranky and headaches. ^^;; But generally it's just a cappichino in the morning, which since buying a relatively cheap machine has made it nicely inexpensive. xD