Noisy Soul

your such a noisy soul
but your hips dont swing
your shivering in your quils
what a prissy dancer you are
demanding my vocal scores
w****s of w****s ill give to you
my soul
you keeper of desperation
i got no shoes
my throat runs cold
im Isis on a bad
 day
miss me misses
but i got no kisses for you
tomorrow or today

Reviews

[Avoiry]

reference to a once popular feather decorate boot

[Sean Allen]

WOW, this is really good my friend. There is a distinction between poetry that we can't quite understand but we know it is understandable and the stuff that so many here write that is like the painter who just throws paint at the canvas and calls it art.
I can't believe that no one has reviewed this yet! This rates 100 for sure, but that does not mean that it can't be made better. I didn't understand, for example, the third line!