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http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/6637/surrealof4mb3.jpg


Pulchritudinous Sunset, the horizon, and sea.
Overlapped with rusted shields and virulent waste....

Thank you pensive.
Glad you liked it. :)

haha! ashes are beautiful!
Especially if your a smoker ;)

Thanks for your comments. Appreciate.

@ktd222: I found your comment somehow disturbing to my 9th sense.. hehe.. lol.
Out of the Bible?! no sir! I did not. To be honest, never read the Bible. :p...

Many days, umpteen drinks…
Reviving chapters with every blink.
Futile whips of the favorite pen,
At success some stories even link.

The poet’s mind may grow old,
Sporadically bold, currently...

Bang!... The sudden thunder from the door being shut woke me up from the sound sleep, which was misleading me into these pleasant dreams; deeper and deeper...

Back on the ground I stand now.....

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What no comments for this?
Is it not good? :(

Yes it is! Glad you noticed that. :D
And thank you for your comment.

Mind's half made up
Yet pressure's still sky high
One side's relieved
The other's going to die

I signed the papers now
Reply came through a different media
I told him "I don't need ya"
Yet...

I Die Alone
I Cry Alone
And NOW they want to share my throne?

I stand out
I blend in
Which is Which
Heads on spin

Analyze and shout it out

hmm yes sweet and Cute...

Why is this in the poetry section :s :\

hmm hmm true n simple..
nice poem.

Gasp!!!
Awesome!!!
EXCELLENT!!

WOW!!!
Your a TALENTED one indeed!
amazing yes..
I'm so out of words to describe :|
Very ummm professional and well its just amusingly brilliant: Amuse :o :)

Clown is a symbol.. it could stand for so many things... thats the beauty of it.

As lovely as the 'STORY' was...
Should go in the general writting.. after being reformatted..
And I loved it, as I too am mostly into dark writting myself.
Good piece of writting!

Whoa!!
Brilliant!

ummm.. this made me very sad.. this is how I fell too :(
Life is such a toy (sigh)
the poem could be improved though, grammatically.
Though the thought is a very strong one.

My Home:
is my HELL

hehe..

Nice poem Madrox.

A thick cloud of desperation.
Wonders the sky in search of destination.

Over the sea, the cloud moves along.
Looking down at the wavy song
the ocean plays.
Calls me near.
Yet I know this...

Like God, I keep faith in your Existence..
Yet you are not in sight.

Like God, I know you are One of your kind.

And like God, your presence can be felt through your absence..
In mind, heart,...

Once again I feel down..
So this time I bought myself a clown..
From that little shop across town..
To turn up side down my frown..

With curly hair, a big nose, both Red..
At night I hide it...

hehe.. well it's > Reminiscence