two more days till midnight[-] This poem wasn't suppose to rhyme coz' I don't have the patience or time to carefully retrace and rework the words. And I basically don't know how to write great poems! But somehow it manages to stand on its own to convey what I feel right now. If you find the ones you like, let me know, if you hate them let me know, if you felt them, let me know.
along the seas, the stars infinite
dragging galleons in freedom fight
ravaged minds gazing mystified
we lived fighting for sunsets
hiding emotions in closets
serving tears during summer sets
awakening bodies when winter sets
funky blue eyes seeking love
skins, eyes, dark hairs and cloves
hidden aging in treasure troves
flirts of red and maroon of vanishing love
destiny seekers dance the street
cremation mongers wander the night
fiery demons, crying angels delight
both caressing strands of last hairs tonight
creeps, mutinies of the baby killers
doomsday weapons and mass murderers
reporters and teary TV viewers
simply an amalgam of yesterdays
fake smiles and miracle words
(like swords from candy clouds)
you would never think exists shrouds
of demon priests brainwashing crowds
maladies of generations black
skins, mouth and hearts black
words and touches and feelings black
even death and destruction in black
awakening, the soul sees the sky
the mind wanders with our bloods
the eyes questions evolution of stars
the heart cries silently for love and life
rhapsodies, travels and jingles
moonlights, sand dunes and tingles
majestic rivers, redwoods and jungles
rainy nights and memories lingers
-theghost-
-4.42 am, 4/02/07-
[+] I am extremely busy with a lot of things. Hopefully will settle everything by Tuesday and be back more Thaipusam stories and also the Short Story winners. Cheers!
7 comments:
This is so beautifully written Ghosty!
**the eyes questions evolution of stars
the heart cries silently for love and life
luv those lines!
Keshi.
Nice one GP..
i liked the foll verse!! dunno y though!!
maladies of generations black
skins, mouth and hearts black
words and touches and feelings black
even death and destruction in black
I guess thats straight from the heart. Unplugged ! You touched a strange chord somewhere..!
/*hiding emotions in closets*/
many of us do this without being aware of it.
lovely poem.
-Aiz.
Beautiful poem it does not need to rhyme it does stand out .loved all the lines.
Very tasteful man...Every poem need not rhyme :)
Wonderful poem bro!! More i like was the "awakening, the soul sees the sky.... the 2nd was too good.
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