Day 14: My 30 Day Poetry Journey

Day 14- I will write a bad poem, make it as lousy as I can, do everything wrong and let myself be awful.

I just realized that it is easy to be lousy when it comes to writing any poem especially if you are an amateur like me. I hope you enjoy this lousy poem :)

I Love Old People

I love old people

But hate the smell of old people

I love old people

But hate to give up my seat for old people

I love old people

But hate when they make the rest of us look inconsiderate

I love old people

But hate when they always have to get their way

I love old people

But I hate when they feel like they own the world

I love old people

But I hate when they simply walk to the front of queues

I love old people

But hate when they think everyone else is an idiot

I love old people

But hate when they pretend to be sweet around other people

I love old people

 But I hate that one day in the future I will grow old

I love old people

But I hate that getting old is simply unavoidable

Most of all…

I love old people

I love that they crave youth

I love that they always want to feel that warmth that has long since left their fragile bodies.