Harping On.

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by TheWr0ngChild, Sep 26, 2008.

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  1. TheWr0ngChild

    TheWr0ngChild Well-Known Member

    Wicked sneering smokers smile
    I avoided you
    Bargepole and ten miles
    Why fear you
    A powerless hyena
    Just laughing
    A scorn but not a thorn
    Worthy of my side
    Jagged teeth
    Were they meant for me
    I hope so
    Now you give me the humour
    That amuses me
    On all the dark nights I share
    With me
    Just someone unforgiving
    Leaves me asking
    For just one more shot to never recall
    Bartender please
    Extinguish my selfishness
    This tab is on you
    This cross
    Is a sign of my unfortunate times
    A front page death
    Dredged from the riverbed
    Harping on
    You sang your innocence
    Put flowers down
    On the earth that consoles me
    Is this the end
    Or do I rise back up again
    Do the dead
    Stay put in their graves
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Lovely poem hun, thanks for sharing :heart:
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