Fort of Fire

Colors of MusidColors of Musid Posts: 55
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
"Fort of fire"

Death is watching and it doesn't cry
it laughs at your stupidity may give you another try
before the ending route to the final
vision of the what we never needed to find

Come and dance in the hands of the artists
looking inside us and stating to the artist
that the end is no possible exposed time relief
the treasure is it sees you are a part of all you see

Near the following of this habit
where it is that we can come be not turned
look in and remember that we are a promise
and the end of all our hearts is golden

New to the function of the ages
we shall now on this lesson object
to the players and the featured subject
that comes to our hands to command this wish

Come and dance in the hands of the artists
looking inside us and stating to the artist
that the end is no possible exposed time relief
the treasure is it sees you are a part of all you see

If we sit quiet and remember
the fame and the face of all we see
the end will come to be a savior
and the exposed moments will live to dream

Come and dance in the hands of the artists
looking inside us and stating to the artist
that the end is no possible exposed time relief
the treasure is it sees you are a part of all you see
DO <> RE <> MI FA <> SOL <> LA <> SI DO
1 <> 2 <> 3 4 <> 5 <> 6 <> 7 8
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  • "Level Sounds"

    Living sounds and the romance of the waves
    the holding the carpet and deciding the pace
    a figure in doubt is a finder who needs
    only to seek the situation calling them to belief

    Named another method of the us and them
    a poet is a question mark in the life they examine
    no place and no purpose no seeking the mind
    not that the gradual explanation wasn't mine

    Figure in and run before
    the violence that compounds inside your soul
    leaving the pain and the doubt way turned back
    who are you looking to touch if you think of yourself last

    I believe we are the question
    and the eyes in our mind is in need
    to look and be given a light show
    for we are the sailor and this is how we think

    Named another method of the us and them
    a poet is a question mark in the life they examine
    no place and no purpose no seeking the mind
    not that the gradual explanation wasn't mine

    Now as we choose the same force station
    and we gather the friends of this world
    the tiger of our minutes and hours
    takes the fire of life and makes us more known

    Named another method of the us and them
    a poet is a question mark in the life they examine
    no place and no purpose no seeking the mind
    not that the gradual explanation wasn't mine
    DO <> RE <> MI FA <> SOL <> LA <> SI DO
    1 <> 2 <> 3 4 <> 5 <> 6 <> 7 8
  • anOmisanOmis Posts: 223
    poems
    thank you 4 posting them
    ~~dont mind yer make up, just make up yer mind~~

    ~~its better to be hated for who you are than be loved for who you are not~~

    F.ZAPPA
  • aww colors,
    your words are so beeeutifulllll
    drowning....drowning....down...down...down
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