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Dark Poetry #2

A poet's Rite (Habit)

Xeonox

Senior Member

since 2000-04-01

Posts 1764
CA, USA

0 posted 2000-12-11 11:45 PM

Lips of sun burn me down,
Water falls of mars in I drown,

Spark of hope ignites the moon,
Craters of the past coming in full bloom,

Density waits as desires recedes,
Sensing no pain, my life proceeds,

Climbing on up with a curiousness of a boy,
Seeing time as nothing but a new toy,

Holding on tight to the mighty reins ,
As with strike, bloods rushes my veins,

Conceiving my thoughts with a last strike,
The whip that cracks with no end in sight,

Watching all this but no sense comes of it,
Acknowledging all of this as a poet’s rite.

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Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.)

[This message has been edited by Xeonox (edited 12-11-2000).]

catalinamoon

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-03

Posts 9543
The Shores of Alone

1 posted 2000-12-12 03:34 PM

Good stuff, X..
Sandra

LM
Senior Member

since 2000-08-03

Posts 585

2 posted 2000-12-13 07:57 AM

Cool... Liked it a lot!
Peace!

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