A-P.O.E.M.
The starlight starts fading
When Heart are open for grating
Shall we embrace the touch of tomorrow
In the cold feels of today
It hurts to fade
Especially when its from things that are made
Sitting in the shade
Outside the reality of these paradise parades
The shade
Casts a shadow
Casts a doubt
Carves thee hollow
From the inside out
Reflecting the image of the world to see
So happy,
but dominant,
by amounts of greed
Those who plant the seed
Fill the next generation with a developmental make-up that is a touch of their own.
But how much is change accepted?
is it reflected? Or terribly misdirected...
Seemingly so seasoned with grainger and far away from danger, may our weary eyes see the design we mold things to be.
"Don't bury these beliefs
They mean everything to thee
They mean everything to thee"
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 7:29 PM UTC
A-P.O.E.M.
The starlight starts fading
When Heart are open for grating
Shall we embrace the touch of tomorrow
In the cold feels of today
It hurts to fade
Especially when its from things that are made
Sitting in the shade
Outside the reality of these paradise parades
The shade
Casts a shadow
Casts a doubt
Carves thee hollow
From the inside out
Reflecting the image of the world to see
So happy,
but dominant,
by amounts of greed
Those who plant the seed
Fill the next generation with a developmental make-up that is a touch of their own.
But how much is change accepted?
is it reflected? Or terribly misdirected...
Seemingly so seasoned with grainger and far away from danger, may our weary eyes see the design we mold things to be.
"Don't bury these beliefs
They mean everything to thee
They mean everything to thee"
