Koyaanisqatsi
03-27-2004, 04:11 PM
Two poems of mine... I'm 17 and I'm french, so please be indulgent!
Reality
odd flower
embrace me
your power
seems really
peculiar.
my tower
where I stare
at you, sir,
didn’t scare
the warrior.
The Odd She
I spent my life
drinking my blood,
and eating my brain,
unravelling my hair,
and touching my lips.
When she vanishes
full of gumption.
(Blossoming butterflies.)
She tried to be noticed,
nevertheless she failed.
That’s why she died:
between roses and devils,
she closed her hands for eternity.
And she became so gorgeous,
on the island of my body.
Reality
odd flower
embrace me
your power
seems really
peculiar.
my tower
where I stare
at you, sir,
didn’t scare
the warrior.
The Odd She
I spent my life
drinking my blood,
and eating my brain,
unravelling my hair,
and touching my lips.
When she vanishes
full of gumption.
(Blossoming butterflies.)
She tried to be noticed,
nevertheless she failed.
That’s why she died:
between roses and devils,
she closed her hands for eternity.
And she became so gorgeous,
on the island of my body.