just a poem i wrote.

[appletree]

nights out in the park, beer and friends,
girlfriends and best friends and trees and the shade.
nights in, in the dark, solace won't end.
old friends and best friends and broken hearted smiles.
miles of numbness condensing the time,
christmas was last week, i'm damaged be kind.
sleep brings memories,
of reason and rhyme,
more like a world than a physical state.
a girls face, a holiday, i barely recall,
a friends face is smiling, i'm up in the clouds.
laughing and crying and dancing and smiles.
i would give up my life to go back for a day,
it's not my life it's a different place.
emotion runs high I can't help but dream,
flying and gliding and people I love.

 

[SilentType]

Miles of smiles
and piles of poo

If only you all knew...



Bologna and Rice
On Friday its nice.



If you think this makes no sense....

go back and read the first post, and think about how much better it could have been without forced rhymes and strange punctuation. I suppose I'm just not one for poetry....


Peace is the grease that rotates the potatoes. Salt them and eat them but do not repeat them.

Lilacs in the back of the van.
Sun shines down on a dying man.
Breath dies down in his fighting lungs.
Canterbury Tales is a book I like to read.

BONGGGGG

 

[appletree]

this is supposed to be a place where you can express how you feel without horrible snide comments in return.
if you don't like it, fine but you sound really angry about something and you come across as very negative.

 

[Starry]

I like your poem Appletree. Very emotive.