Dark Poetry #4 |
Blind eye's |
stevebrklynnyc Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 292GA, Camden |
Staring through this frosted window My vision reflected back at me Waiting for the purpose Of a look hinged on helpless Green slowly fading Nature giving in Inevitable vices of mistrust To grant one more season of hope Refresh your hold to aspire Turn on me, your gravity melds Body, mind, spirit So many disfigured souls Absolute courage flakes One who knows Scraping an empty plate Never really knowing hunger Chipping away Annoying little days One more breath Searching with blind eyes Burden my one Hope truly seeps In time and trust Tired veins carrying liquid thought This blue shade of sky Masks illusions of grey Darkened heart's beat to death Selfish act's made so easy Learning this past All too real A second guess Can I believe once more Life is too short, how ironic |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I loved it. It rocked. God bless. -GIS Praise the eternal reign, the Father; Jesus Christ; and the Holy Spirit. |
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stevebrklynnyc Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 292GA, Camden |
Thanks for the compliment GIS. I am still learning, its alot harder than I thought, lol. |
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