"connot" poems
It is forbidden to eat
To eat the fruit of love
In the garden of Human
Woman plucks it from the tree
The tree of ignorance
And gives it to Man
Man realizes they are clothed
And is embarresed he connot
Make her drop her brazier
They fall into love
And shall forever dwell
In paradise near to God
But
In paradise there groweth
Another strange fruit
And a strange snake
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 11:50 AM UTC
there was a boy
who was always blame
sometimes been used like a toy
but everything remains the same
because it is him who everyone likes to blame
he cries at night
thinking were did he go wrong
but he's heart keep telling him to fight
he's soul connot take it much longer
but if you see him he is in a sad sight
he went everywhere things were the same
things that were wrong
trying to be better is his aim
but he cant because no matter what
he is the boy who was always blame
Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 11:17 AM UTC
Dear diary
Even to you, I connot speak
Because I cannot find the words I seek.
How can I pour out my heart
When my heart is empty?
All of my thoughts now comfuse me
All of my emotions consume me
All my friends use me
Their jokes no longer amuse me
I don't belong here!
I belong elsewhere
Where every word I speak is heard
I belong there!
I'm not sure where
But I belong somewhere!
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC