Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2017
1
Fool failing in affairs
Mysterious stares
Once In a vision
You dropped a top
Now look and listen
Is your eye telling me to stop?
A time someone with blur
Talked and spoke my desires
All you did was to ignore
Me to become part of criers
The mixed signals conquer
My thoughts and feelings
Might as well get drunker
Too tired for mind meetings
Stomach pains over you
Drumming stains in me flew
Never tell me anything
Tomorrows light does me pew.
Written by
Sixten Bravo
114
   Lior Gavra and Denecia
Please log in to view and add comments on poems