To Listen to Music While Reading this Poem, just Click Here!
Click Here To add this poem to your "Voting Possibilities" list!
ThePoeticLink.Com I hate this cursed web site! It brings me so much pain. My life was so much simpler, And now its filled with strain. I used to sit contentedly, With a book or my TV, And now my mind is reeling From the curse it brought to me. As I sit at my computer In the middle of the night, My mind is fairly seething With the things I'd like to write. But the screen I see before me Remains all virgin white, And though I hammer on the keys- The damn things locked up tight.... I hate this cursed web site! It brings me so much pain. I no longer sleep at night, I can't shut down my brain. |
Sorry, there are no critiques for this poem in our system... If the poem is older, the critiques have been purged!