Himself he does ask in a raucous tone;‘Around me does a head for real love me?’He does ask as, he sees green snakes alone,Whose eyes don’t want to see him swim in glee. A moment dark he’s stuck in, filled with prideThat, on all these snakes it shines its bright lights;Lots of known faces fleeContinue reading “Same Snakes”
Author Archives: Gabriel the poet
The classroom
Welcome to my blog where I post poetry. Today, the poem I have for you is titled “the Classroom”. This poem is in five stanzas with varying lines. This poem is divided into two parts. The first part shows the classroom as a bond that binds students with an inflated ego together with ones withContinue reading “The classroom”
