The Greatest Poem Never ToldA Poem by E.H. Monroeemotional driven, goddamn tragic words of pure ugly and topped with tears,I have heard the passing pieces of the greatest poem of all time It’s alive in the slums, drums of steno bums Its stinky dan Listening to ol Cheese Legs tear apart western philosophies like a filth painted Socrates while bathed in the electric light of a garbage can As he spreads his wings and sings the psalms of ticking time bombs and the cosmos unfolds in stories untold There Lives the greatest poem never heard It’s the home school student Baby with a baby Painting the margin’s spines With wiser wisdom then the minds of Allegorical mystical spies But… f**k! A friend to feeding times and cries dissolves the goddamned lines into the garbage can where the ink runs into a puddle of time and dies Lives the greatest poem never heard It’s getting your snearky ear peeks outside the crooner’s coffin café, Black, brick tomb laid to rest opium poems unused Only to hear the mumbles of teary moods In muffled consonants misused and A E-I-O and You’s Means I had missed The greatest poem never heard The future?! No brighter! It’s the new writer The lamp lighter The suicide citer Nervous, pacing afraid of a computer screen and a click to approve To be put to screws and scrutiny and judged too critically And frantically beats the mouse in tandem with the stone snare beats defeating her heart Delete… And the words, the greatest poem never heard is torn apart by microbes, lost in the midst of her cipher and dumped into the hyper cyber space, floats no weight That youngblood is forced into a corner cavity Transformed into a non transcribed tragedy Lost in the creak of a stool Snap of a noose The unvented frustration A new school revelation And scrawled in her smoking soul Is the greatest poem that will never Be told © 2011 E.H. MonroeAuthor's Note
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Added on January 6, 2011Last Updated on January 6, 2011 Tags: suicide, poem, spoken word, fear AuthorE.H. Monroehate your f*****g guts, NJAboutS**t eating fuckbag of the crapocalypse. Dystopian Bard and general word rapist. like me here, and i'll kiss you on the face.. http://www.facebook.com/pages/EH-Monroe/226600554032025 Its here .. more..Writing
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