Last ding (boxing poem)

move those feet
move em fast
keep em up
face closed yes
fancy feet
about the mosey
hurry punch
keep em coming
hit me again
and again again
what do u see
fucking stand
take those hits
each tiny bit
bleed cut
still i come
stand tall
win some
lose some
hurry now
got your licks
now it’s time
my turn hit
knock block
down for count
ten ..three two one
ding ding
last ding

the will to win .. thank you guy’s for reading my work ..have a great rest of day .. 🙂  I wrote this last week lol hehe .. 🙂 i’m only a little bit sore lol lol 🙂

Author: Leslie Stockton

I am a Poet it seems. But I am many things this is just a small part of who I am. I write *Love Ballads* and *Erotic* prose. This is my little world you see. My passions are *Art* *Music* *Poetry* *Health & Fitness* *Outdoor Activities* *Fashion* *Costuming* ..etc etc. I am a Leo except the part about being in the spotlight *whispers* my preference is home by a fire. I have many belief’s; like signs, patterns, numbers, colors, everything has an energy you see. All things!! To me anyway. That interaction we experience is a kind of sending and receiving of vibrations to me. The cliche’ ..DARK TO LIGHT applies. We are all connected and share *a something* which can not be defined nor understood in our current state of development. So within my limited brain capacity that is what i have chosen to believe in its barest form. But i follow my instincts and try to be a better human. If you ever met me, well I have been told I leave a lasting impression. May the Verse Be with You. ≧◠◡◠≦✌

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