The Bad Poetry

It's August 18, Bad Poetry Day. This day gives credit to 'bad' poetry; poetry that glorifies wrong doings, boring poetry or any kind of poetry that people see as bad. 

Here's what I could scribble.

For what truth

Lay in the eye of beholder

Beholding you is

The most beautitious

Its so ignititious

Even flowers would blush

Your backward compliments

Fill my head – like monuments

You tickle my fancy

I'd return my favor

You're such a ten

That I forget

How to count to eleven

And, oh if only the

World were open

To the joy of poems

That are broken

I don’t find

Anyone's poetry bad

Except for mine