10-20-2004, 06:29 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Upright
Location: South Australia
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Words; the new religion.
It pains me when my words cannot describe
the emotions that I feel inside. and I realise this week and feeble pretense of reality is just a throng of guttural growls. And soon we well deny our soul inside, those feelings words cannot describe. And the words will become the new religion, the inside feeling dashed and gone. So I sit with those who'll dream with me and our silence speaks like words could never do. Our souls are satisfied, at peace As the sun permeates the morning dew. First try at poetry really ever. I was trying to get across how people seem to have accepted words as the new religion, if somthing cannot be described often people dismiss it entirely as their imagination. C&C would be appreciated. |
10-27-2004, 01:41 PM | #2 (permalink) | |
It's All About The Ass!!
Location: In a pool of mayonnaise!!
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I like this poem. Great for a first attempt
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Asta!!
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