i didnt really like it.
its lovely because its about your boyfriend
but in terms of poetry, its a no.
Lets see you do better then.
ok
tiresome the day to a requiem
we debate the thread and mask
as emotion divides the room
war illuminates and dilutes
the eyes of young and old
perhaps negate the day of ghost
and leave the wolf to prowl
as we all laugh and laugh
and smile and laugh and cry
to follow blind the warmth
of company of which to colour
a copy of a copy of a copy
of a truth long lost in age
as i retire to self-obsession
camouflage to surrounding primary
as the gold reveils itself
the table is full of truth.
and my mouth is full of lies
that will do.
took me like 10 minutes or something.
[Edited by Dancer087, 4/20/2008 3:19:06 PM]
i didnt really like it.
its lovely because its about your boyfriend
but in terms of poetry, its a no.
Lets see you do better then.
ok
tiresome the day to a requiem
we debate the thread and mask
as emotion divides the room
war illuminates and dilutes
the eyes of young and old
perhaps negate the day of ghost
and leave the wolf to prowl
as we all laugh and laugh
and smile and laugh and cry
to follow blind the warmth
of company of which to colour
a copy of a copy of a copy
of a truth long lost in age
as i retire to self-obsession
camouflage to surrounding primary
as the gold reveils itself
the table is full of truth.
and my mouth is full of lies
that will do.
took me like 10 minutes or something.
[Edited by Dancer087, 4/20/2008 3:19:06 PM]
Very nice, I like it
I was once somewhat of a poet.
But I no longer am able to really put to paper
the words that are in my head or heart.
I searched for the words i wrote,
when i still could.
But i was left with only my darkest thoughts
My journals and notebooks,
Filled not with my happiness,
but with my pain.
The poems i found were about the darkness,
That lived deep in my mind.
And spoke of My fascination with my own demise.
haha
nice
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