On My Stupor:

Accepted no troubles in the day
Walking thru the breezed ways
Watching these breezy’s breeze by my way
Like always I doped up my senses with the perfume smells
Something beauty and beyond
Beyond the bath and into my sense of stupor
She’s really super
Staring at the girlie girls walk by and I stare with even my third eye
Dead on and locked in
I smile to see if they are looking
Still not?
Wow what did I do wrong again?
I do this everyday at lunch
Leave my 10 o’clock and steadily walk on
I could sleep on the futon but I’d rather
Keep on and on
The title which was given to me was loser
Not a poser or imposter
I’m for real
Just never got a good spot on any girls roster
Got the chops with smiles along
On the border
Slacking in order with my opening act
Wordplay didn’t work so I must close the curtains every time
Is it the definition of stupor I’m in?
Lost in the deserved words
After all I’ma wordsmith poet with a purpose
Oh well time to get a better plan going
Next day I must go lurking
Right now back to this stupid institution where the best females are all out in world
While I’m stuck on a campus
Still a virgin with no real sexual tendencies working
Call me perverted but I’d sleep with an old lady to get right
Out of site
Man I’ma come back when the mind is good with delight

By: Qwelmann