ME
the better the poetry the more sincere in life.
his life is an experiment in living (it is not little thing)
to accept one's own thought when the thought of others has the authority of the world behind it.
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Sunday, August 17, 2008
Where
is
She?
With out a thought to spare.My life seems incomplete,since you left me in despair.I'm tangled up in you,With the thoughts of our past,I try not to reminiscebut my mind moves to fast.In my dreams I am lost in your eyes.I'm swallowed by your smile.I'm tortured by your lies.I'm tangled up in you.Whatever you have done?What spell have you cast?What game have you won?I'm tangled up in you.Reminded of your laughterNot to have forgotten your silenceMy heart broken with your slander.I'm tangled up in you.Warmed by your kissesMissing your skilled touchCasting pennies while making silent wishes.I'm tangled up in you.Longing for your return.Your fingers laces in between mine.When will I ever learn?I'm tangled up in you.But you have since forgotten.My posts never answered.Your heart is not wantingI'm tangled up in you.Dreaming of our futureEven though you're just my memory.My heart still tortured...
lost and killed 10:06 PM
RANDOM RAMBLE
with a simple phrase and verse in his serendipity mind of his.....
well this is the start of new begining the life of a poet....
poetry is such a beautiful and poems are literary meant to be be heard and spoken
in the mood of others which may be omnious ,wistful,sensual,inspiring just like life of a poet...
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