bursting
with mad anger
crushing her dirty teeth
the ***** furiously chased my
shadow!
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bursting
with mad anger
crushing her dirty teeth
the ***** furiously chased my
shadow!
shadow,
what were you when
the day was a stranger,
where did you hide when night was fear,
dark one?
dark one
who hides away...
rubbing his hands with glee,
greedily slurping up all our
best dreams
best dreams
only descend
during moments of sound
and undisturbed sleep when moon is
waning
waning
love all unbound
time pales, darkness hovers,
a teacup falls-dreams seep into
the earth
the earth
was made for us
it's our propriety
yet we cannot roam about it
freely
freely.
something we all
still don't get the concept
we are still trapped by these things called
feelings.
feelings
in animals
or angels you will not find;
unlike the humans they live by
instinct
instinct.
we all have it
it keeps us safe and sound
from predators and things alike
survive.
survive
to the end of
this long long day, walking
towards tomorrow, and never
relent
relent
and you are gone
far far away from goal
persistence is what one needs to
succeed
succeed
between the dark
dapplegating moon and
split oblivion, crest myth in
shadow
shadow
follows you when
you walk facing Sun
it leads you to hell when it's dusk
oh Jeez !
Oh Jeez!
Look what you've done
You have stolen my heart
Now don't go 'way, be here to stay
moonlight
moonlight
photographic
image of your beliefs
a veil of caprice which entices
beware
beware
the days of wine
and roses, for they are
only precursors to the dark
bleeding
bleeding
heart would go on
beating with the tick tick
of the clock as long as the drip
is served
is served
or isn't served
which side of the net is
that damn ball coming from now? help!
i'm lost
i'm lost
she for whom I
ruined my life now says
you are good for nothing, O wretch,
Get lost!
Get lost
in a world bound
only by limp bars and
imagined barriers built of
just thought
Good one !Quote:
Originally Posted by CdnReader
just thought
after seeing
your picture whether you
look like it or it looks like you
show up!
(thanks, Maz!)
show up
with your bells on,
jingling, if you wish, but
always grinning, and making me
giggle
I like that one too, Reader. Good job.
giggle
little little
can I take this happy
sound and tuck it in a locket?
don't stop
don't stop,
chuckle, buckle
me over with laughter
after I amuse and fuse,
blow blues
blow blues,
saxophone me,
that low wail permeates
my brain and melts the cells holding
me up
me up
the brass, high class,
then down with a slow sound,
in the cig fog susseration,
take five
Take five
minutes, roll 'em
up in a ball and give
'em a toss into tomorrow.
Bonus!
I like this one, CR!
Quote:
Originally Posted by CdnReader
Bonus!
in tomorrow
your five minutes are there
waiting in the air, besure to
catch it
(thanks, FF!)
Catch it
and secure it
for found time is easy
to waste on necessities, not
pure joy
pure joy-
found time wasted
thinking of castles, kings,
metaphors and other things-to
daydream
cat tales
to warm our hearts
huddled around the fire
telling stories, one by one, as
we sip
Dang, your fast Reader! (and good)
Here's the original:
Pure joy
when found time finds
you-whole days wasted on
metaphors, similes, little
cat tales
we sip
and we chat, free
of constraints, friends from far,
now sharing a bottle of fine
Merlot
Merlot
the hour grows
late, the moon sets; neither
our thoughts or our glasses run dry
to us
to us
the world spins on
an unequal axis,
wobbling in a crazy tilting
pattern
pattern
descends from the
sky and transforms into
an hour-glass figure of love
so sweet.
so sweet
peach juice dribbles
into my palms, down to
my elbows, into my lover's
sweet mouth
sweet mouth
honey sweet words
trickling like dew drops from
rose petals make the moth whirl round
the lips
the lips,
soft burnished rose,
that elate with their smile
and furnish the laugh which infects
my own.
my own
heart is not my
own anymore; it sides
with the one who has stolen it
how sad!