Dust

I dislike dust.
No, I hate it.
I am always filled with disgust.
Seeing it makes me want to throw a fit.

Give it some time.
And it will appear here and there.
All things will be covered in grime.
Even in your hair.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Dead bodies turn into that stuff.
It turns the very things you love and trust
Into some fluff.

So long as we breathe, feel, or see.
The world shall be covered in thee.

 

Funny meme hehehehehe

 

@Dusty

 

Wow. Just wow.

 

Great poem. good job on keeping your promise to make a poem!

 

dust also destroys ppl who make poems about it so bye

 

Here's my Dust related haiku:

"Dust is so hated,
but its only natural
where does it come from?"

And another

"Wipe the dust, again
It will always come anew
Wipe repeatedly"

 

well then, dust hates you >: (