Monday, April 13, 2009

I Believe in

I believe in poetry. Its more than just a bunch of words that rhyme or a way of life. It is actually life itself. Everything in life is pure poetry. Whether it be the cry of a baby or the breeze that blows across the top of a tree. It is all that is beautiful and ugly in the world, expressed in the purest form. Before their were any other types of expressions their was poetry. If you look at most ancient literature you'll see that they are writen in a poetic form. Without the inspiration of poetry many other art forms may not even exist today. Here's an example of my poetry.

I can't tell anymore

Do you look at me or do you look through me
Do you talk me or talk at me
Do you want me or what I can do for you
Do yo love me or the idea me

We use to talk for hours about whatever came to mind
and unwind in the essece that was our love.
Or at least I thought it was.
Now I'm looking for the justification to the de-syncrinization
of the utopia nation that we created with or beings.

And it's killing me too kno that u are just willing to go
when you kno my heart is tangled in
those thorns that make up your motives

You dont know my pain

the pain that is only described by million daggers
falling from the rain cloud of scorn
that you have placed on me.
It's crazy up into now I only thought God
could control a mans heart, his soul, his spirt.

Why do you do this

Why do you cast me to the side
why do you crush my ego and dismember my pride
why do I see nothing in your eyes when you look at me
why do you deny my affections rather then let them be
why do you push me away when i try to touch you
Why do you say nothing when I tell you I love you

Why?

What did I do...

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