This Is A Poem Poem by Alexander Shaumyan

This is a poem that won't be missed
A mystical poem on a day like this
Magnificent and dull like no other-
As I can hear you say to me: 'Oh brother! '
Mainlining heroin, stretched out
Upon the floor.

This is a poem that won't be missed
With pearls of wisdom obscured by mist
In a world falling apart, yet always standing-
This is a poem that feels like a knife
That cuts your jugular and brings forth life,
That separates and joins it all together.

This is a poem that falls like a tree
For no one to hear, touch or see-
This is a poem with nothing before or after,
As you break out in shouts, sobs and laughter.

This is a poem about to end-
Another bandwagon, another trend,
Another meme that's waiting to expire-
As you are born and turn eighteen,
And smirk at the youth with a cynic's grin
Of someone who's grown too old and tired.

This is a poem to set you back on fire,
To share your secrets, to spill your beans,
To whisper you something wild and obscene
As you keep riding horses of desire.

This a poem that won't be missed,
As clear as mud or a lover's kiss
That keeps on hopping from one lover to another.
This is a poem that ends your life-
A new beginning- a husband and wife-
And a beautiful child
That changes with each season-

This is a poem with no rhyme or reason,
That floats and flies, or walks and crawls-
This is a poem inside my soul
That waited for so long just to get out-
This is a poem that won't be missed
Without a doubt.

October 19,2015