"splashs" poems
It's cold outside,
rain falling down the sky,
foggy view, blurry sight,
I tremble with every step taken.
Not dream nor reality,
my consciousness fades,
words dance around their letters,
my beliefs collapsed.
Shapeshifting,
a brighter world sprouts,
limitless possibilities,
junctions merging their paths.
Efforts rewarded
with the sand of time,
barricades undone
time rewinds.
Splashs of water running down my face,
worlds drifting apart,
existence reentered,
my walk proceeds.
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 3:21 AM UTC
Please Don't Look At Me That Way
you know I never meant to hurt you
and I know you feel the same
we were victims of circumstance
it got too complicated what a shame
you feel burnt and I am spent
out of breath and empty inside
who was that crazy man anyway
but that was one hell of a ride
I found you in a chain letter
you were right beside yourself
psychedelic color splashs flashing
and your reflection is on the shelf
so what do you want from me
please tell me what to say
where do you want me to drop you off
and please don't look at me that way
Gomer LePoet ...
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 7:49 PM UTC
We are already rich,
but it is not truth.
Thus he just breaths money,
the kid will wake up in the desert.
It is a lie
from uptown.
Even though the oil splashs
the myth it is not truth.
We ran out of water
and the tears
have now
a price.
Will you be able
to pay
or will you beg
to the foolish and old ***** people.
So yes, we are rich,
but it is not truth.
Darling,
we have not even a cent.
Since the beginning of our time
we have gotten everything from them.
Everything we have asked for
have been given to us.
...
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 6:44 PM UTC