Poems are complete bullshit,

They are bullshit that holds denotations

not to be understood with just words.

Things hidden deep within their meanings

That are sometimes meant to be brought

To life with imagination.

Poems are bullshit that wants to give

Details to every little thing that doesn’t need it.

Poems giveth but also taketh,

You are what you eat, so you are what you read

This may be the epitome of bullshit,

So are you an epitome of bullshit?

Don’t sweat it, you’re not alone in this world

We’re in it together

We want poems to enrich our lives

And put a smile on our depressed faces

But what do we have to give to poems for their hard work put forth?

We want a poem to meet our prospects

But do we really know what our prospects are?

Sit back and relax as you re read this poem

Trying to see if there is a hidden message,

Maybe there is, maybe there isn’t

After all, this is a poem,

where you can have your own interpretations.