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The Rose that Died
Her wings withered as she died.
She could no longer feel nor breathe.
The universe urged her soul to seize.
She couldn't be...
the beautiful flower she was meant to be.
Empty pages
and it all backs up
backs up like reams of emptiness
until all you can do
is lie and listen
to a city of bums
in the night
burying themselves
in their trashcan distractions
About this poem:
Close the shades, whistle a happy tune..
Emptiness
And as simple as heaven
My freedom is ghostly
Like the voices
Of midnight birds.
I see the breathless moon
And the sky,
Which is deathlier than the canvas;
I accept
Your painful and strange world,
Emptiness!
About this poem:
some of the dark images......a kind of my own black tetragon)
Numb
Some say what’s the big deal
I can’t feel
I can’t smile
I can’t laugh
Numb thats
how I feel
Pleasure no longer
loving feelings lost
It hurts to talk
It hurts to walk
Numb thats how I feel
My eyes are open
Nothing to be seen
I can’t see the sky
It’s to hard to even try
Numb that’s how I feel
Phone rings
Knocks at the door
To much effort
I just lay on the floor
Numb that’s how I feel.
This Side Of Nowhere
And across the county line there still aint no hope
For happiness with someone to marry
And I didn't even mail the last letter I wrote
Around here it still looks like nineteen sixty
And pot holes go on for miles
No one here is whistling Dixie
No one here knows how to wear a smile
In a little town this side of nowhere
Through the years the damage was done and no way to mend
And here life is wasting away
And no one wants to call that a sin
The wish
Familiar
Our life
Part of us
This can’t be
Break free
A man I am, inner me
Ultimately foresee
In him I seek closure from tyranny
Louder than before
Standing tall no more
Words fall
Hear whisper call
Before There Was Stress
Before there was stress there was being alive
Before there was stress I was me
Now I'm just someone trying to survive
Before there was stress there was a view
Before there was stress the colors adjusted their hue
And I could see for miles and miles
Before there was stress I had lots of style
Before there was stress the curtains were never drawn
And the days went on and on
Before there was stress I had the comfort of time
Before there was stress everyday was always mine
one of mine
from the outside
Waiting, bright is the house
On the boundary I lean
Seeing the happy, smiling people at home
Does anyone notice, I’m calling
Was I ever there
Here I am in the dark, silent
please
I’m cold, my legs getting tired
How much longer can I stand
Alone looking in
Does anybody see me
What’s wrong with me
I would like to say hello
My voice is gone
It’s been so long
They’ve moved on
Forgotten
On the other side of autumn
On the other side of autumn?
Clouds of gray fur
Roll in the sky.
Life passes drop by drop.
You drifted into my life
Like a whirling leaf
From a branch.
As if someone lit a match
In the dark space.
The whole world fell apart
When you left
On the other side of autumn.
In your life I was just a page.
Everything is so temporary
And so strange
On the other side of autumn
About this poem:
I just don t like Autumn ...getting moodyPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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