poor man

these newspapers cover up my faults and dreams;
setting fire to another day to stay alive.
i write poetry and novels in my head,
roaming the streets gone dark with night.
one day i will sell them but i will not be famous.
because i want to be remembered as you remember the sunrise,
however that may be.
i want to be awake and i want to touch
i want to feel but not like this.
i want to live but not like this.
for i am a poor man; always greeted with goodbyes.

Reviews

[We are young.]

Very nice, I exstremely adore it.

[Moki]

i want to be awake and i want to touch
i want to feel but not like this.
i want to live but not like this.
for i am a poor man; always greeted with goodbyes.



You never cease to understand me.

[Star]

"...because i want to be remembered as you remember the sunrise,
however that may be."

That made me heart skip a beat. Your writing gives me that happy-sad feeling. I love it~

[Ashley]

i already told you how much i adore this :)

[Rev. Fr, S. D. Blankens..]

Hello, I read this poem and I was wondering could I possibly help the flow any?

See these newspapers, which cover up on my faults and dreams;
I try setting fire to another day, of which I do try to stay alive.
I write the poetry and novels which I read and see in my head,
As if roaming in the streets though its gone dark with night.
Which, one day i will hope to sell them but i will not be famous.
because i want to be remembered as you remember the sunrise,
however that may be I do not know, I will slowly Begin to burn.
I wish to be awake and i want to touch as the hand I love.
I want to feel but not like this, my life is dead with this itch.
I want to live but not like this, for this life I can not contras.
for though I am a poor man; always greeted with goodbyes.
Now my life is misunderstood, I look and see only lies.

OK Hope you are not mad at me, just trying to help a very good writer out.

S.D.Blankenship the GOTHICCOWBOY