Why?

Why?

A Poem by Wynn Clara
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I wrote this for my English class and I wrote it about my crush...He can be a jerk and cocky, but he can be sweet, too...to bad I'm friend zoned...

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Why are you such a pompous jerk?

Why do you have to taunt me?

Why do you have to hoodwink everyone?

Why do you have to pilfer through  my stuff?

Why do you have to be so intolerable?

Why do you have to be so conceded?

Why do you have to be so repugnant?

Why do you have to be so venomous?

Why do you have to reek?

Why do you have to committed larceny with girl's hearts?

Why are you so inhumane?

Why are you so boorish?

Why do you have to be a dilemma?

Why do you have to hamper everyone's mood?

Why can't you just go jump off a precipice?

 

Because if you weren't in my life, it would be really boring.

© 2013 Wynn Clara


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Free verse is definitely my favorite writing style. And this is definitely free verse so that's already making this poem good. The poem is straight to the point. Which sometimes is refreshing. So many poets make their poems obscure and what-not that it goves me a headache. Not bad!

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Free verse is definitely my favorite writing style. And this is definitely free verse so that's already making this poem good. The poem is straight to the point. Which sometimes is refreshing. So many poets make their poems obscure and what-not that it goves me a headache. Not bad!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Wynn Clara
Wynn Clara

Nowhere's, Nowhere, CO



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From my poems I might sound broken, bu that's only on the inside. On the outside people say I'm as tough as nails, until I fall down stairs. :-D I am not weak, but I'm not strong either. I'm just ME.. more..

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