A HUNDRED POEMS - LXIX

I believe some hate my poetry. I do not care. I write for myself. Be gone haters.

MY heavy silent voice the lush-lust flesh of lost paradise.

Midnight Insane. As war that tore centuries of Nations.

My sun my air.  A father who is a shadow of a season.

My son, my heir.  I am human and wish to feel love.

My  beautiful one. 

die(d) many times and here I stand firmly 

attesting love and await you �" love forEVER through time.

I ate my sanity to save my love which keeps me

�" my heavy silent voice, forever and then much more

WAITING FOR YOU.

Since we're gone.

Since we're gone.

The sun never needs to rise.

Going grocery shopping and  mass confusion

selecting which eyes we choose:  blue, brown, 

green, or black? A mass production | how she keeps her nails 

clean.  i TRY SO F*****G HARD to remain sane!   It erases

all my energy to wait until my Angel visits.  

Oh, it's just a f*****g alibi.   One spirit messing with another :)

Oh, i eat orange dream skies my love, my love, oh how i eat

my love.  Oh!  My love ?  My love.  |  She ran so lost her garter

and while I was cruising blue lit road she called /  sweet lip'd 

word of life:  come save me.  Hmm.    Upon the edge of night

i ensured I'd confuse myself.  Female batman called me.  Let it die.

Homogenize , desensitize, all safe in the end -- it's all you are>:

do you have to always end?  Oh Candy.  Sweet heart'd tooth may need

you so.  

:: 06-10-2014 ::

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Powerful lines. I love 'Sun my air' a meaningful touch. Good work