It's Not Just A Poem Poem by Drich The Poet

There are big ships
And small ships
But the best ship of all
Is friendship.

Why can't it last?
The joy,
The happiness,
The friendship,
The peace,
The calm impulse,

Memories memories
Please don't go
Comfort me in their absence
Splash a smile on my face
Condemn evil thoughts.
Be the reason for my smile
And jerk off utterances with bold.
But.........

I lean back and at a glance
as our relationship
Of 275 days flashes before my eyes
So much victory rumble and experience
On the scrapes of juvenile youth.

Had you stayed maybe
Crossing this the outlook would
have been easy.
That's for the spoken part.
Good riddance to the one who brought me in
And took the exit door.
She left and never looked back.

Let's merry to the core of stubbornness
That has bewield upon us
The recognition of strength
To be able to stand firm and call a sword a sword.

Build me a ship where
Where there are spare parts
Left on board.
Where it's defense system is like that of the U.S. president.
Let's build a ship that would sail on pivotal jealous heads and stoop to conquer.
Let's build a relationship.
That would ship good morning to the upcoming generation.