What do you think of this poem, besides the grammatical mistakes?
Ironic consequence.
I’m In love with the clouds, but they lost value when it became night.
I did not recognize the sun, with my throbbing eyes and blurred mouth.
Days like it feels, when I search for the shadow of the flame of a candle.
until it runs out of time, smoke patience.
I refuse to be a victim,
I got what I wanted.
Under the bridge, there are fish that warn, their analysis of mental arithmetic, which develops a cynical and even a patient's crown- medicine nascent gene - mountain.
“The floor is not clear enough, clearly " Hummed the vacuum cleaner in provocation.
My cracked lips that felt like hands for an orchestra, which tries to play in tempo
I replied, " Who do you think you are? " though I well knew.
Weird disguise disguised as herself, but it was all about you.
Don’t you think? Was written in the cloudless sky.
Dear , you do know the soul is yours,
Become a mother that your daughter can call hers .
Ironic consequence.
I’m In love with the clouds, but they lost value when it became night.
I did not recognize the sun, with my throbbing eyes and blurred mouth.
Days like it feels, when I search for the shadow of the flame of a candle.
until it runs out of time, smoke patience.
I refuse to be a victim,
I got what I wanted.
Under the bridge, there are fish that warn, their analysis of mental arithmetic, which develops a cynical and even a patient's crown- medicine nascent gene - mountain.
“The floor is not clear enough, clearly " Hummed the vacuum cleaner in provocation.
My cracked lips that felt like hands for an orchestra, which tries to play in tempo
I replied, " Who do you think you are? " though I well knew.
Weird disguise disguised as herself, but it was all about you.
Don’t you think? Was written in the cloudless sky.
Dear , you do know the soul is yours,
Become a mother that your daughter can call hers .