Paul Donnell

Paul Donnell May 2014

Gravity

beyond everything he thought possible.
              and                                                                  Down,
   He floated. Up                                                                                   far below
                The Earth
            nupS                 Spun
             ekil                         like
             a                       a
               Celestial top

   Magic, He thought,                                                              The only thing
             to hold this dance together.

****** writing while listening to Tomita the planets.
also. Its being a ***** and wont let me have it in the structre i want

#space #the #heaven #earth #high #planets #danceing

Paul Donnell May 2014

Mad dog

Insanity is key.
Lose yourself in unnatural bliss.
Sink your teeth into the hands of those
That offer you pity.

Paul Donnell May 2014

Lonely ~haiku

Winter comes and goes.
Your pictures fall from my walls.
I am left hollow.

Paul Donnell May 2014

Violent Dreaming ~ Haiku

My dreams are violent
Dogs of war are at my feet.
They feed on my fears.

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Paul Donnell May 2014

Stuck ~Haiku

They have clipped my wings.
I am as heavy as stone.
I look towards the sky.

Paul Donnell May 2014

Heaven

When I'm outside at four in the morning standing in the bitter cold smoking my cigarette,
I always look towards the stars and wish that I could fly so ******* far away.
I wish I could sit upon some celestial body with a searing atmosphere and powerful storms so I could rage and scream and my flesh would boil and my bones would melt; my mind would break and my soul would toil on the depression and torment of love and loss until I am nothing more than wisps of carbon on blistering winds.

#depression #hate #soul #oblivion #rage #wrenching

Paul Donnell May 2014

Power Abusers

Crooked cops and sick men in high places.
Beating and ****** the sad mourning faces.
The people, the public; their prawns and their tools.
Abusing and using; their methods are cruel.
Our voice it means nothing, our fists do no good.
We will never be free, we are misunderstood.
For the fat cats with tall hats drink deep with the greed.
They say,
"Take from the people! They're helpless, They're meek."
And they're right we can't stop them, we'll always be beat.
They have tanks and battalions.
We have rocks and bare feet.

#up #in #the #power #poor #revolution #rise #men #monsters #crooked #case