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Fuck If I Know
Days and days go by
All thoughts drifting to the same
A specific gentle kind of pain
Days turn to weeks and into years
Who would imagine what could take root
In the time it takes to ripen fruit
Left to my own devices
A misunderstanding grows
All while my love flows
Forgetting seems the only way
But a pity to say the least
To lay waste to such a beast
Well, I am pain free, so it
Well, I am pain free, so it might be easy for me to say,
But if 'gentle pain' is the trade in for your best try,
I wouldn't complain, or ask why.
Buut I do love your writing style.
Read SSmootie's http://www.postpoems.org/authors/ssmoothie/poem/961046
now that is pain...lol.
This is the world we live in,
We bring it onto ourselves,
Misunderstanding is common,
As we insist upon relating through cells,
Gone is the face to face contact,
Heart to heart speaking has left,
The pain of our innermost conflicts,
Is bringing us all to our deaths,
The love for oxycodone keeps selling,
The pharmacist's business has boomed,
We sit typing words on a keyboard,
Alone, so abashed, in our rooms.
...
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
love it!
Such powerful combination of words. Only a few words put together to express so much. Keep it up for sure. I want to see more of this kind; short sentences with selected words to grasp at emotions.
sounds like my life
sounds like my life haha..awesome poem.
What kind of beast? A
What kind of beast? A beautiful beast? An angry beast? Hungry exquisite complex? Interesting write I quite like it! Cheers s s
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Internal Tap To The Psyche
"...forgetting seems the only way..." It is the line that touched some reciprical component in my head and heart and poetic senses ~Lady A~