"monotonus" poems
Watching the beauty of Mother Earth was I
when it vanished in front of my eyes
No more pure are the river and seas
It is like an eternal autumn for the trees
The Beauty of Mother Earth has long gone
Sky is dark and the winds now groan
Morning soil has lost is moist dew
Everyday has become monotonus,no day is new
Ignored by her sons,Mother Earth is dying
disingenous sons are ignoring their mother's crying
The lugubrious situation is the conlusion of the Greed
Pollination of the plants halted and birds awaiting to be freed
Jan 31, 2011
Jan 31, 2011 at 12:07 AM UTC
tides come and go
people live and die
memories are like a parked car
made to be filled with love making
days gone
friends forgotten
stand by my window sill
forget why we have names
true we were never friends
days gone
monotonus religion
jazz looses tune
**** its luster
my life spins
fluid fills a strangers eyes
tears from her cheek
she was a goofball
he was Asian as ****
my life filled his ears
my friendship founded in the first impression
bagpipes make you cringe
sunlight makes you wince
your breath ******* reeks
you were ****** for weeks
why did you hate me
was it simply to spite me
maybe you never liked me
but at least you never lied to me
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
The thunder of the falls never stops
it is always hammering into my ears
the water never stops flowing endlessly, listlessly
a monotonus scene passing before my eyes
you never leave my mind and heart
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 9:46 PM UTC
Laying on the bed,
I felt depressed so bad.
Staring at the ceiling my life seems monotonus.
I felt the urge I need to adjust the colour tone.
I grabbed the car keys ; and left,
For a long drive that is sweet and swift.
The cold breeze through the windows were like a drifter,
Nature was calling me, to be more closer.
I stopped the car, near a river bank,
Sat there and my legs were half sank.
My feet felt a tingling feeling,
And I continued to steal those moments.
Every wave, made me feel liberated abd I continued the stealing.
I went to walk bare foot, left my sandals
A wild wind came, and blew my hairstrands.
It felt more alive, like I revived me.
I returned home after a short meeting with nature,
I was laying on my bed,
Now, I felt no bad.
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 2:02 PM UTC