Tuesday, January 12, 2010
my two halves
3the word life that
i play along with
has me in splits;
the sleep that
blankets me with
starry nights is split,
in sugarry dreams
and ghoulish nightmares;
the awakening that
comes with
a reluctant sun is split,
in fresh blossoms
and decayin carcass;
Life has me in splits,
of sorrows and laughter,
over and over,
over my two halves
of sorrows and laughter.
the word Truth that
i never question
has me in splits;
the fears that
surround me split,
in bitter truth
and spicy lies;
the present that
i walk in
without complains split
in glowing crimson embers
of hope,
and dark weary clouds
of disappointment;
Truth has me in splits,
of sorrows and laughter,
over and over,
over my two halves
of sorrows and laughter.
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Nice Poem..
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I got this one in 2 attempts.. :P *You know me*
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