Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by ACRon, Jul 17, 2008.

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  1. ACRon

    ACRon Well-Known Member

    All in all its just another day,
    I spot the ring, I venture down the shoot.
    Tapping through the cobwebs,
    bustin out this prison so i can hear you.

    For all the ones i leave behind,
    Now tell me how to sparkle, shine.
    animating my vision of freedom,
    that was suposed to be my own.

    I run a thousand miles from here,
    find words of creation,
    that happen to be fact.
    The only thing that is becoming real.

    Don't want the design of wannabe gods,
    Filling the air with orders and sloth.
    I am the ones they hate.
    They listen to me from the dugout.

    Because in this noise is panic your the enemy,
    the one they would spill blood for.
    without ever truely knowing,
    which voice you know is yours.

    All that negativety sounds the same,
    Now your unemployed.
  2. ACRon

    ACRon Well-Known Member

    the harshest words
    sorry was all they could ever say
    as all the life slowly trickles away
    no love nor money could bail me out
    no warmth or regret could pull me in
    close to everyone
    but nothing i could touch
    the hollow shell
    encased with glass
    broken bones
    crushed by stone
    snow and gash
    the mobile phone
    black box recorder
    focused on the clash
    i light a cigarette
    exhale icy gas
    people only turn away
    voice no longer attached to blood
    now words happen
    but its just a reaction
    to all the stuff ive thrown away
    the morning is due
    the spirits fade away
    one last time, i hope it don't fade
    but one harsh word
    Im reminded of my fate
    all i am is a lonely trait
    broken, humble and on twilight i wait
    its admirable
    but everythings too late
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  3. FinalDays

    FinalDays Active Member

    I liked the second one been reading a few in here and some of you are really good.
  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    great poems:smile:
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