Open Poetry #47 |
They're All Real |
Adam Casadevall New Member
since 2010-09-08
Posts 4New Jersey |
I don't understand their fascination They're not here yet but they exist In the minds of the men Who say life will soon end If we carry on living as if The sources will keep giving Infinitely I'll slit my wrists on the horizon To stay alive and prove to you There are no fakes in this world So rest easy little girl I'll just sit here quietly Soon the pleas from my heart will carry you Where you belong Wash away all your doubt In the spring of time the truth flows You may recognize me again I've unfocused your lens C'mon C'mon C'mon C'mon Surrender yourself to the wind I've created Just for you Am I the only one that sees The destruction of the trees Has led you all to believe Real love is just a dream |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
There's a lot going on here and I enjoyed reading your poem and pondering your thoughts. Good stuff~ Welcome to the blue sea, Adam |
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