HEAD TRIP

last thoughts of a famous man

Money name fame

take it all

and buy me peace

save me from my fall

I ran on easy street

like a deranged man

but when i looked back

chilling winter wind palpitated my heart

Some are born with silver spoon

i arrived with a wounded fate

and i ride success hill by a crazy train

but this eclat will fade to black

Sometimes i fall in love

but everytime i endure pain

yet i want to burn in this sweet flame

like a sapless man in the rain.

People love me, people hate me

i do not care much

once fell from you

oh' tree , fruit is not yours.

Where do i go now

i have house but not a home

my dream castle is falling

and affinities are burning to coal

Now i am sitting here

with corrupt heart and rusted mind

dark lord is devouring my soul

i do not wish to live anymore.

This worriment is not only mine

masses are suffering

dwelling in the land of commotion

waiting for cessation, asking the solution.

                           The answer is

Life is beautiful, ocean is more blue

trees are greener and beauties are true

love is so real, so is harmony and peace

you can feel it if heart is open and vision is not blur.

                                                                                                                THE END

Author's Note

a good poem not always of pure grammar .

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