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Third Eye Candy Jun 2013
the crude graffito bites
and my mind's eye ;
to bonsai the Venus trap -
becomes the fly
on the gall... where cinder blocks
crop my stroll with an odd
wall.
and i stare at the industrial
pittance of delinquent scrawl
punk spittal blistering
the bland strip mall.
i ponder the grit
and the feral **** of the blue nymph
with no bra. her two left hands
harassing her cannon *****.
a can of spray
where paint had been
now at my feet
faint and spent. just seen
as i stepped back...
i verify it's emptiness
by the tenor
of it's
clack.

i walk away
savoring the irony
of just
that.
Only once in my life ,           I truly believe ,          I had find someone                  who                     can completelly turn         my world around ,                 I also                              believe                you can not just turn            But my world ,                         But                          my inner soul ,                       mind ,                               life ,                              health ,                           spittal ,                            and                       Environment around                   me                      I tell you thing that        I never shared with         another mankind ,            and you loved            everything I say and   actually needed to hear                MORE ,                       I share hope                      dreams                             goals                      for the future that                 were                     still to be achieved ,                and many              awesome  life               has throw                        at me                  But life turn somehow               when                 I resisted showing her    stories and poems ,           I had written .          Knowing that too much  truth can ruin a thing ,             as I knew ,           There was always a             part of me              that hoped for more ,                 and                     there was a part of me  that was always Dream for Greater things
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