running on rooftops
with crooked shoes
casting my cares
into guilty clouds
riding on rainbows
that havent any end
exploring my way
down a one way path
driving home
without any gas
calling for you
through an empty night
staring into water
in a cold moonlight
piecing together shards of glass
yellow blue and green
this has become my looking glass
I see beyond
earth and its dispare
to a place
where there is no race
to be seen
the poeple there
come in yellow blue and green
the world is our rooftop
we wear judgement on our feet
I took my shoes off for you...?
wow... that's really good..
Reply:nice poem...now put your shoes back on please......jk seriously its pretty good
Reply:cool
Reply:can you say... "Amazing!"
Reply:why would you take your shoes off for us? we dont even know you.
Reply:I thought it was pretty good
Reply:nice...
Reply:omg that is awesome! you r a real poet!
Reply:Hon, why are the clouds "guilty"?
Reply:pretty good but your rhyming scheme is off, it rhymes in some places but not in others. good words though :)
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