A Soup Of Friends Poem by Wandering Scarlet
A Soup Of Friends
sit with me
my dear friend
my worst enemy
mix me mix you
a grand soup of flavor
eat me with
chopsticks
sporks
cake mix
forks
cake mix is for
the winterlong war
it soothes inner tension
my doors are closed
how about yours?
Nobody likes me anyway
maybe ill do it today
close the book today
my novel has nothing more to say
lick my fingers, sticky soup
gave up utensils
for a five finger scoop
the selfish man lies
and so do I
you still think I'm lonely?
then walk with me as I die
this poem is so weird and yet at the same time so true i love just all the words you use in the poem. i love the poem it is so different and so odd that it is so good thanks for askin me to read it.
A commentary on the times in which we live. A litterary jambalaya of emotion and mindsets, all mixed together, to render a flavour of humanity. I invite you to read any or all of my works, tell me what you think, bro.
This doesn't say much to me, poetry or otherwise. But please comment on any of my poems, pick one at random.
'The world's mixed up anyway, might as well enjoy the ride.' That's what I got from your piece. Nice way of putting it.
You are a God sent. I just add it to my poem list, This is just perfect 10 for this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 10:36:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Running like a river of uniqueness.Thanks for sharing my friend.