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I can't stare through this window any longer
With the new born trees as white as they were the previous months
Once lay cold and dead in the night
Now as bright as the some million eyes that peer from the blue green sky
Filed neatly in order just as man wants them
Just as Hyperion glows so very gently to the most gullible humans
And, it seems that only I, for some strange reason see the beast, in this Godly figure
The serrated grin, the seemingly harmless lie
Yet I trust the darkness, but not with my soul
Nor do I trust the light with anything it has to offer
Nor your…Suggestions
I am not a prophet, but I do think for myself
Thoughts racing carefully through the superfluous mind
Brooding in wait for spark of insanity
Just as true angels do, for a chance at reality
- by asmartkid50 |
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- | Submitted on 12/06/2008 |
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- Title: The New Human
- Artist: asmartkid50
- Description: I wrote this peace in a strange time in my life. My...elegance, and my madness forming as one, so to speak
- Date: 12/06/2008
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Nollee - 04/17/2009
- btw the poet this poem reminded me of is stephen vincent benet, if you havent heard of him you should really look up his poems Nightmare at Noon or The Breaking Point biggrin
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- Nollee - 04/17/2009
- this is really good. reminds me of one of me fav poets. biggrin i really like thi flow and how you ended each line without punctuation but instead used the line break up to help settle thoughts the way you wanted them...i really liked the two lines "nor your...suggestions i am not a prophet, but i do think for myself" lol. great work
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- BBSlim- - 12/06/2008
- woah...impresive
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