My poems might not be the best but i love to hear what everyone thinks thanks! |
I can't cry with the tears
from heaven above...
Lay Your head on silken white cloth
And rest Your feet on an ivory Pedi-stole...
The dead cold of winter
Brings its gray days...
A drought wisps through
The thinkers mind...
The lonely soul wanders
Aimlessly searching...
How much is real?
It's getting hard to feel...
In a pocket nestles the left hand
A peculiar reaction to an otherwise...
It's just a pin prick of pain
In your eyes, I should know...
The fog invites a black decay
Inviting and insisting pain...
Short fuse, live wire,
Unsuspected means of desire...
I hate liars, I hate users, I hate rude and disrespectful people. I'm not blind, I'm not deaf and I thank the lord for that, but I don't speak and I don't listen for the things that should have happened. |
Hopes and thoughts of which we confide in our dreams, are anticapated to one day manifest into something great. Like a ground of egg shells becoming the solid base of which we all build our lives from. That is the beauty of life. |
Lets fill this world of make believe, with a true abiding love, because he who may misconcieve could fall in a world of beguilement |