poemscleansimpleAt the sound of me, men may dream or stamp their feet.
At the sound of me, women may laugh or sometimes weep.
Music.
cleanpoemswhat am IsimpleI taste sweet and juicy.
I smell fruity.
I feel rough and wet.
I look like a bumpy ball.
What am I?
An orange.
cleanpoemswhat am IsimpleTo you, rude would I never be,
Though I flag my tongue for all to see.
What am I?
A dog.
cleanwhat am IpoemsI am a white box having no key or any lid.
Yet there is a golden treasure inside it.
What Am I ?
An egg.
cleanlogicpoemsThirty white horses on a red hill.
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still.
Who are they?
Teeth.
logicpoemswhat am IsimpleWhen you have me,
you feel like sharing me.
But, if you do share me,
you don't have me.
What am i?
A secret.
mysterywho am IpoemsSlayer of regrets, old and new,
sought by many, found by few.
What am I?
Redemption