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~lost cause~

terminal velocityterminal velocity Posts: 73
edited September 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
my first poem to the new board, cheers





she's got a way with words
got away with my heart
so gently, knife turns
wrecks a fine work of art

roll of the die
why would you lie?
turned my back
in the blink of an eye

pictures all fade
the pages erase
once a quick mind
is absent of pace

tongue touch the flesh
it burns from the taste
wound to a scar
creation lain to waste

the words that i have said
the things that i have seen
memories misread
few and far between

soon i'll find out
what i thought i'd never learn
dwelling in the past
nets you nothing in return

thought maybe i'd smile?
that i'm still playing the fool?
no, the glass is half empty
whenever i'm with you
wind howls through our new haircuts
the water rushes 'round
heaven knows there's not one thing left to say
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Comments

  • time2escapetime2escape Posts: 178
    its cool
    "thiers still time to escape, youve got time to escape
    thiers still time so escape,,,,
    auuuhhheehhh yaeeahh "
  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    I like it!
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • terminal velocityterminal velocity Posts: 73
    hurray, i'm glad you like it :)
    wind howls through our new haircuts
    the water rushes 'round
    heaven knows there's not one thing left to say
  • setaside2setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    I have dated someone like that but, sigh, normally it is with me that the glass is half empty....

    but it's still half full, if you get my meaning. I can never make up my mind because they are both true and I prefer to consider what's inside the glass and not how much there is.

    I like your poem. It's needs some music.
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
  • terminal velocityterminal velocity Posts: 73
    i know what you mean. it is still half full; but it eats at me, that i can't fill the glass. i was feeling every last word of the offspring song 'self esteem' when i wrote this. situation is exactly the same. your kind words mean a lot to me, setaside. i admire your work. thanks :) oh, and I do have music in mind for it. i tend to have a problem putting the words and music together, though. heh.. i will make it work though, i'm damn proud of this poem.

    -cory
    wind howls through our new haircuts
    the water rushes 'round
    heaven knows there's not one thing left to say
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