There's a score of yearsof history behind me
There's a pool of tears
of mystery the blind see.
When I go I will smile.
Bearing the sarcasm
of those who mind me.
Awaiting the orgasm
of those who bind me.
When I'm released I will smile.
Seething in pain
over wounds they gave me.
Bathing in rain
over grounds my grave be.
When I'm redeemed I will smile.
4 comments:
lovely & thoughtful poem...... I relate myself to it completely. Enjoyed reading it. :)
wtf man...orgasm of those who bind me... dont go nirvana all over oue asses...
good msterial for a rock song, thts wat i'm tryin to say
Yea dude!!!...lets write a couple of more stanzas, get a chorus to go...and lets fucking make music...
No Bajpai, you cant sing...
hey HTF.. u rock man...
i feel i gave u the apt name.. it suits u n so ur thots.. i loved it.. cheers
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