Dark Poetry #3 |
MIIM (Man to Machine) |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Left behind are glasses full of wine, I turned towards the other kind, No more love is left to spread, The core of my life is turning blood red, The emotions that show what I am to be, Are no longer present, just a tale in history, I choose to leave the clan of life, And no longer do I desire a wife, Only I seek knowledge of ages, Trap my mind in limitless cages, I sense no pain, nor fear at all, The man inside me is forever recalled, I leave behind every ounce of human rhymes, For I choose to blend with the mechanical kind. M2M |
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Deep_Inside Member
since 2002-02-14
Posts 377i can't stop hiding |
i like this hope to read more |
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teenpoet Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 280Michigan |
You were looking for a wife, I always thought guys didn't want wives. But it's a good poem. I don't know if today is a good day, or if yesterday was, or if tomorrow will be, but I'd like to think so. |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
Pain and loss and hopelessness. Giving up, I know that feeling. Wondering when/if it will change... |
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stupefied Junior Member
since 2003-04-26
Posts 12dead america |
it's a good poem, but if you read it every other line, and then switch and read the lines u didn't read before (if that makes any sense at all) it sounds very cool. you should try it. anyways, keep writing, until next time...goodbye... "sticks and stones are hard on bones aimed with angry art...words can sting like anything but silence...SILENCE BREAKS THE HEART..." |
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