shot at poetry

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shot at poetry

Post by ImOnWagner » Thu May 18, 2006 9:43 pm

in reality not a poem as it cannot be analyzed and has no rythem or verse but whatever, straight from the heart
I sit at the base of a great monument
With letters of familiarity
The words i will never decipher
The rain slides down the bronze rivets
drops turn into streams, eddying
Discomforting, warm wet cloth
I'm not wrong, i'm just passionate
Tithe for the churches of old

An idea of fair ends in evil
A formula of greed becomes iconic
Power in the hands of the capable,
It belongs

Autotrophic parasite of eros
Naiad, jealous tendancies shown
The stronger the victim
Manipulation and innocence
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