Frankline Shem O. | Poet & Mischief Maker with a Pen
I write poetry that laughs with you, cries with you, and occasionally trips over its own feet. My work blends humor with raw emotion, capturing life's absurd, beautiful, and utterly ridiculous moments. If it makes you laugh, think, or gasp in horror—mission accomplished.
It happened in math—so silent, so still,
Not even a whisper, not even a quill.
The numbers danced on the board in white chalk,
When suddenly… my stomach spoke.
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Love's a goat, it eats your socks,
Your wallet, pride, and favorite Crocs.
It chews your dreams and spits them out,
Then leaves you broke and full of doubt.
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By Frankline Shem O.
'Perfection dims and sharpens at will.'
'The perfect body is always one more diet away.'
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By Frankline Shem O.
A trouser's job is simple, see,
To keep things covered—mostly me.
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By: Frankline Shem O.
They told me
Accents are embarrassing—
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