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In the middle of a manic episode, I came up with this... poem. It's quite the rattler.

Birds fly

So do flies

Leopards try

Fish are fried

Humans see

So do bees

Willies are free

But so are trees

Fire spreads 

So does butter

Tanks have threads

Who makes those shriek in horror

The future draws near

Inspiring and clear

Except for those breaths

Of all those lying dead

Cherries are bed

Blueberries are true

I want you in my red

My feelings are blue

Devils speak often

Angels speak none

Humans are rotten

Soon we'll be gone

Life is so pretty

Aye, this is true

Her name isn't Betty

It is Gertrude

Author's Note

Opinions wanted.

Reviews

[FirstTimer]

This was great. I enjoyed this. The ending also had me smiling. What inspired you to write this?

[Number Six]

Thank you for taking of your time to review. I'm glad it pleased you.

I received inspiration for writing this when I found myself stuck in college at 5:30 AM (when my first class was at 7:00) whilst being in a manic episode.
Realizing that there was no other way to release what I was feeling, I wrote this in a fury. Only later did I realize that I liked it. Haha.

Again, thank you for reading. If I ever feel crazy enough to make another poem like this, I'd appreciate another review!

[weatherbee]

Enjoyed your poem. I appreciate how honest it is. I thought it had a smooth transitions from stanza to stanza. Good work! Keep writing.
Thanks for sharing.
WB

[Number Six]

Thank you for taking your time to review my poem! It may have some issues, and I might not be the best at poetry, but I do try.
Thank you very much, once again, for reviewing. I hope to see some of your works as well :)

Number Six