Dark Poetry #3 |
Blue Birds and Leather Wings |
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Billions and seconds Sight hard to see Pretend perfect heart Video and protray Milestone accomplished Thick in practice Interuption constant Swim in this ocean of shards of glass Coma and praise Raging masses Higher the numbers Nusiance Pull the plug Blind by what I see Constant in my eyes Like a violent light Abusive and cruel Victimize count to three This plague of hope Set and determined Shreaded alive Lost in the depths of trance Velvet black and deepened roots Hold captivity to bondage Bound and burnt Wicked ashes of whats left Stay and confirm this death of chance Add and recover Automatic and loaded Strung out gone Collasp and die Awake in a world of dire need Dead rush and concieve Secret and invisible Mysterious as it is Eternal power domination Break the rules Open the gates Start the proceding A battle yet to loose Trip and fall Forever serve and hurt Look away With a pelted spine Half all in all Mighty path disruption Concrete steady Down we dive Incinerate Just for fun do it again Simple and plain Set its purpose Sealed opposition Giver of light False hope denial Glare of the shining glass Blind Hurts Solid and truth Melt tear drop Eyes glaze over I reallize Ive done it again And again, and again Cheap pure little Insecure lecture and laugh Grim Pause reality Just distractions Invasions And hold the keys Given and ruled government For the rape of the people Communist dictatorship All our decision Feeble minds and evil deeds Thick and conscious Expectancy of acceptance Numbers of the curse An era of an accident Expenses sore condemn The lil goblin messenger said a trickle of music from a well |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
i like this ver darkly deep, i really like the last line, it really brought it all together...adding this for sure "in a past life i was a woodcarver's knife: the sharpend blade of a wood cutter, the eldest son of the chief's brother: a maker of drums" |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Thanx eor, It was a pain just writting this because everybody and everybody else kept IMing me like I wasnt suppose to write it. Any way as always Im glad you liked it. GIS a trickle of music from a well |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Ok green, I may be twisted but I came away from this with the ideal that govt is condemning and binding . . . leaving us no choice but to even condemn ourselves again and again . . . this intrigues me, would you mind elaborating more - I have this on the tip of my tongue and the bittersweet taste will not leave me . . . (check spelling k?) *smile* xxoo [This message has been edited by littlewing (08-23-2003 11:02 AM).] |
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