I write my poems in threes, I figured out yesterday, so here is the last poem of this installment that I don't know what it is.

One of a Kind - a Poem (?)

One of a kind,
one in a million,
one is so unique.

One of a kind,
one in a million,
one is so descript.

One of a kind,
one in a million,
one with such critique.

One of a kind,
one in a million,
one is discov'ring the fact that
This
Is
You.

I'm not too happy about how many stanzas there are, but it will do.

That will finish the first installment. I will start on the second installment as soon as I can.

This is a more in-depth poem than I have made in the past.

Flesh and Blood - a poem.

Our flesh and blood,
things on this earth
that we are so tied to.

Our conscious,
in the back of our head,
that we are so tied to.

Why is it
that we disregard one's advice
while we praise the other
for being so 'scientific'?
Is it that we wish
not to do what one tells us,
but we want what seems real?

Our conscious,
giving the advice we need,
ignored into the backs of our lives.

Our flesh and blood,
praised so highly
yet forces us to follow rules and laws.

Here is a two-part series of tributes that I wrote. They were supposed to simply for fun and not very serious at all, and I wrote them right before I went to bed, half crazy and tired.
Tribute to my Beanie Cap - a Tribute, p. 1
Oh how your deep colors of maroon and orange please my tired soul!
You keep my head warm in the midst of winter,
you provide me with the latest beanie cap fashion!
Whenever my head fears the elements,
you are there to comfort me.
You keep a tiny green ball in your cavity to keep me occupied in times of boredom!
You came in late October,
begging to be worn with the lenseless hipster glasses.

To finish it...

Tribute to my Glasses - a Tribute, p. 2

Oh how your wide frames please my tattered soul!
You stay by my side and keep me company,
you cause a state of awe and wonder!
Whenever I am confronted,
you can keep conversations steady.
You have no lenses and keep many jokes streaming!
You came in late October,
begging to be worn with the deep red beanie cap.

Yeah, those aren't that great...

A photo I took for the Photography class I had last year: Ivy.

A photo I took for the Photography class I had last year: Ivy.

Dang jeol.
I like that picture, but if you could color spalsh it, that would be kick arse.

And I love your tributes. They came from the heart. *puts fist over heart*

Dang jeol.
I like that picture, but if you could color spalsh it, that would be kick arse.

Wow, that sounds like a really good idea, I'll try that. I used to be a signature artist, and once used something that looked like paint splashes on the background and the avatar as the Crysis guy. It looked pretty cool. If I can find it, I'll post it.

And I love your tributes. They came from the heart. *puts fist over heart*

Oh, thanks. I didn't like them at all on the poetry side, but tried my best to make it as jokish as possible. I love my beanie cap and hipster glasses :D

@Moon
Agreed.

And jeol, I do love those hipster glasses of yours.
I like how much heartfelt emotion you put into these.

I dunno if I ever shared this one... 'Lonely Road'
I will continue to look for the color splash one...