Do You Ever Feel Like a Soggy Biscuit
poem by:
Joshua JayShades Legister
Written
on Sep 29, 2016
When you dip me, do I taste sweeter? Sometimes, I tumble into your brew not on purpose, mind you. If blame must fall, it lies with you. You pulled me from the pack, left my brothers behind in the dark. I’m not special, not different from them, yet here I am, awaiting the inevitable dunk. What is life, if not the pause before your flex, the moment I sink, discarded, forgotten, replaced? Tell me, do you ever feel it too the weight of being a soggy biscuit?
Tags: Humor, Happy, Rhyme, Encouraging, Weird, Wishful, Deep,
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Valerie Russon commented on Oct 05, 2017 at 7:36pm
I like it it is weird but it is imaginative of being a biscuit a soggy one at that,
Joshua JayShades Legister
commented on Oct 12, 2017 at 12:10pm
Thank you, I was at a soggy place in my life LOL.
Fadrian Bartley
commented on Feb 06, 2018 at 2:19pm
i like this even tho with its twist
Frank Hornby .
commented on Mar 20, 2018 at 2:33pm
....there's no better pleasure than dunkin' your biscuits in a nice cuppa coffee!.............love the poem....☕ï¸...aaahh...
Miss Ann Ominous
commented on Aug 05, 2020 at 11:55pm
This is my cup of tea. I feel for that soggy biscuit as I sense it’s heart feels like the mug that it’s left in.
Roxanne Dubarry
commented on Apr 25, 2026 at 5:02pm
What is life,
If not the pause before your flex,
the moment I sink,
discarded, forgotten, replaced?
When you ask her if she ever felt like
the weight of being a soggy biscuit?
You meant was she ever dis-guarded
and also rejected just the exact
same way that she did it unto you.
And all both of you are left with is the
bitter sweet memories of what used to
be was never meant to be at all.
