Words (unspoken)
Buru
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Sewage water
Feeding my troubled mind
Like green ivy
crawling...
Twisting itself
Into
Contorted expressions
Of delusional sentiment
Thawing the words
All left to rot
In abandoned depths,
Recoiling from the whiplash
That is life
Hiding in dark corners
Waiting...
For an utterance
To relieve them from hell
From desperate oblivion
Where they wither away
Just like yellow pages
Where they just become shreds
To be trod upon
Forgotten...
And I killed them
The unsuspecting murderer...
Forgive me,
For death was
Never a wish
And silence was
Just an escape.
Buru
Feeding my troubled mind
Like green ivy
crawling...
Twisting itself
Into
Contorted expressions
Of delusional sentiment
Thawing the words
All left to rot
In abandoned depths,
Recoiling from the whiplash
That is life
Hiding in dark corners
Waiting...
For an utterance
To relieve them from hell
From desperate oblivion
Where they wither away
Just like yellow pages
Where they just become shreds
To be trod upon
Forgotten...
And I killed them
The unsuspecting murderer...
Forgive me,
For death was
Never a wish
And silence was
Just an escape.
Buru
y la banda de Guille... cuando toca?
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by fast i mean poems w/short words
loved this one..
true , rought but beautiful as well
~~its better to be hated for who you are than be loved for who you are not~~
F.ZAPPA
I really liked this one!
Thanks
I like the fast pace in this one too.
Thanks
I imagined words flowing through my rotten mind, being trapped inside (underground), therefore sewage water, and they also must some day surface…
nice works buru