poem

August stormAugust storm Posts: 186
edited October 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
here is a poem combined of my pj songs and covers they do....

I GOT A FEELING
DOWN, DEEP sitting on my PORCH
an EVENFLOW you may say,
my BLOOD is WHIPPING to my brain,
feelings of IMMORTALITY maybe one day he can be a BETTERMAN,
all i hear is my voice calling out NOTHINGMAN,
waiting for my LAST EXIT,
i hear a shout HEY FOXYMOPHANDLEMAMA,
i want to scream THIS IS NOT FOR YOU,
is this all there is to MANKIND?
IM OPEN to suggestions,
my thoughts they PUSH ME, PULL ME,
my WISHLIST keeps passing me like a SLEIGHT OF HAND,
one day hopefully i can SOON FORGET,
my partners RIVAL is NOTHING AS IT SEEMS,
i feal only 1/2 FULL,
i keep thinking am i LEAVING HERE,
i feel like CRAZY MARY on her last BREATH,
only my name is curry,
i keep saying i can SAVE YOU , my heart is not yet BLACK,
i want it just GIMME SOME TRUTH,
do you love me?do you care? or are you an ANIMAL,
ALIVE and have a HUNGER STRIKE,
our DAUGHTER keeps me ALIVE,
JEREMY keeps me ROCKIN IN THE FREE WORLD,
HELP HELP,
i feel i can SOON FORGET and start PARTING WAYS,
you act as though i have some GREEN DISEASE,
or a bad HABBIT,
my thoughts of us in THE PRESENT TENSE, not GLORRIFIED G,
i wanna GO and visit that ELDERLY WOMEN BEHIND THE COUNTER IN A SMALL TOWN,
every time i look in the REAR VIEW MIRROR ithink of her and her sadness, and do not want it to be me,
lets go to the OCEAN i say?
you tell me WHY GO here i have cable t.v!
i feel like i keep FUCKING UP,
like im rolling GODS DICE, and i keep rolling one of the edge,
i wish god would say i can BREAKERFALL,
i guess im just a SOLDIER OF LOVE, waiting for one LAST KISS,
i think ill go walk in the GARDEN,so that maybe i may SMILE,
listening to my FOOTSTEPS feeling soft CODUROY on my skin,
makes me feel like an ANGEL looking at huge sunflowers,
thinking of how my life doesnt have to be on a LEASH,
i too can DO THE EVOULUTION,
id like to go and make a call and pick the BRAIN OF J,
maybe ill go to him,besides he is just AROUND THE BEND,
ouch a RED MOSQUITO bit me,
its now LOW LIGHT,
its getting late i need to think,
shall i be FAITHFULL,
or should i be IN HIDING?
i keep thinking of ALL THOSE YESTERDAYS,
and the INDIFFERENCE keeps me THUMBING MY WAY TO,
ALL OR NONE!

tell me what you think do you like it?


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whats good for the goose is good for the gander
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  • bondage
    i am here in SATANS BED...my body is 1/2 full of blood from the WHIPPING, PUSH ME , PULL ME, i should be LEAVING HERE,i am now BLACK,RED,YELLOW,i CANT KEEP doing this, im FALLING DOWN, i hope to SOON FORGET the pain,i just cant GET RIGHT,
    im still ALIVE, but feel like a GHOST...... i need strength to be GIVEN TO FLY.........


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    on another thread we were asked to write a poem or story with pj song titles in it si i came up with these , then i was asked to share them in poems, let me know what you think..peace
    whats good for the goose is good for the gander
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