-
Life in deserts was sandy,
Meandering on – as would a cloud –
A hopeful heart – handing out illusions –
Scarred heart
A single black rose.
Dark dark moon
Moon, you have a shade of blue tonight -
What have you got in your knapsack fair,
Walking through these streets.
Rich people travel in cars,
I used to travel by train
Since you are gone the stones lie differently along the ground
In the face of a friend I see death
no travel agent.
‘Twas deep; so deep of night,
She cried for all the broken hearts,
Some say she's bitter,
she keeps on talking
Destined to be alone
under no other circumstances.
i cant stop crying
When the battle is over;
Just another war
Clawing at the guts of life.
The funeral bell is ringing a reminder of our mortality
A godlier man, there never lived -
when they buried him,
I remember
Walking in the rain
An unforgiving memory conspicuously brought back to existence
It hurts me so much.
He is just a young man,
The last chapter
so short.
(P.S.- I added that last part in myself, because the poem was getting a bit long, don't you think? So... Be happy, and be joyous! *Taps microphone* Emm, is this thing on? Just trying to be ironic! Soooo... Comment so I'll know you liked it!)
- by call_me_yerky |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/03/2010 |
- Skip
- Title: First Lines of Poems
- Artist: call_me_yerky
- Description: Have you ever tried using the first lines of random poems? Some, when used together, are quite moving.
- Date: 04/03/2010
- Tags: first lines poems
- Report Post
Comments (0 Comments)
No comments available ...