Stop the clocks,
Let me lower my eye lids.
Stop the peoples legs walking quickly,
Let me breath slowly.
Stop the mouths from talking,
Let me rest my tongue.
Stop the men from working,
Just hang on the ladder rung.
For a minute is all I need.
To stop the world, and cast the spell of slomo-speed.
Stop it spinning on its axis,
And relax this spine of mine.
Breath.
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BIO
- Tom Young
- Comment please, I like the support and advice. Its helps my writing. Inspired by poets such as Hollie McNish, I do not write conventional poetry. It's foundation is a mix between poetry and rap, but also just my passion for writing. This, I feel, creates a variety of poems about love and hate, but also about politics and race. I am just a young man who likes to express himself with words, and maybe I can create a lasting impression on people as a bi-product. I hope you enjoy the poetry you write but more importantly, I hope that instills an emotion in you, wether you agree or disagree.
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