A Girl named coralie
wrapped a rope around a tree.
Her sisters neck not loosely bound,
her body slammed towards the ground.
A girl named coralie lives on Woodhurst lane.
A girl named coralie’s the one to blame.
She couldn’t commit or march worth shit.
Her thunder thighs lined with slits.
The girl named coralie can’t sleep at night.
A girl named coralie adds darkness to light.
She flaunts it at boys and kisses on girls.
Coralie lives in her own iniquity world,
the rest of us dependent on liquids and twirls.
left foot, right she sings us a song.
left foot, right we’re always wrong.
A girl named coralie to torture and bind,
A girl named coralie hell left behind.
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Wow this poem is fantastic! I love the rhythm and story you have created. Also, the repetition of the main character’s name, Coralie, is done very nicely. I have to suggestions, however. I do not understand the significance of your title. It just doesn’t match the poem. I would suggest to change it. Another thing, you have a lot of grammar errors. There are so many that it distracts the reader. They are an easy fix, but they need to be fixed.
*two suggestions
Had a good buzz when I wrote this. Thanks for the feedback. I’ll look into it.