I paint with a pen, why is that so absurd?
That instead of acrylics I draw with the word.
The desk is my easel, my colours are few,
For this line of work I need only two.
I think of the rainbow as a tad O.T.T,
Good old black and white are the colours for me.
I cannot imagine how we'd live without text!
Without written instruction, what would we do next?
Mobile phones are pointless, shove the books in the bin,
And tell me again written art is a sin.
Shakespeare's out of a job, but there ain't much competition;
Learning would be an absolute mission.
Did I hear you say why? Well, picture this scene,
Explain math, with a paintbrush; you're living in a dream.
A chance to catch up with a friend would be grand,
Not so much if there's no brush and easel to hand.
Just a game of charades for the whole of your life,
Sounds like all fun and games, but less fun and more strife!
How's Justin Beiber's tiny brain gonna know this means get off?
How you gonna tell doc that you've got a bad cough?
And how would you say, I'll take that without cheese,
Or even just plain old thank-you and please?
Words are the foundation for every single day,
Everyone uses them in their own special way.
I use them like paints, and know I hope you see
Why pen,paper and words are the right tools for me.
this is more of a slam poem i am thinking of performing and it involes several actions that make it more entertaining. i suggest you say it to yourself rather than just reading it because it has been written to be spoken. i woulld appreciate any feedback
I absolutely adore it except for that part where you talk about Justin Bieber. I personally don't really like the kid all this much, nor his music but I highly doubt that talking about him in bad makes him fade, actually what fade out are things that are not spoken about. you don't like him? Then let him be. Less talk about him more he will fade out of your life. Talk is either good or bad, but if there's a lot of good talk about him then, somewhere, some of us likes him. Let them like him and you can just move on with your own life. He won't even matter anymore. Attention wants good, but if it gets bad, at least there is still attention given. If in the contrary there's nothing, good or bad, something else will come, something that's probably better for everybody.
thanks for the comment, i only used justin bieber because it fit into the poem.. i could have used anyone and its not like i mention him the whole way through the poem.. but anyway, thanks
I love it! You have put many great concepts down into something that is easy to read and fun to read aloud. Well done and thank you for sharing!
Wow...this is awesome! I love the flow behind the poem, and it definetley keeps rhythm...good work!~