Friday, October 27, 2006
Misconstructed
various lines that will combine into a gd poem or song...
tha i'm sure, watever it is
the cold rain pours forth
like tears from a broken heart
pounding the pavements without emotions
like the heartbeat of my very own
so i will stand astride and march
off into the purple sunset horizon
alone in my glide up the rainbow arch
to find the pot of gold in legends told
back off and away down the trodden path
of eternal hope and bitter disappointments
wash away the photographs and songs of
what was to be again my little false dawn
rejected for my abrupt little intrusion
my mind's a whirl and heart a blur
forgive me for my constant interruptions
without me you will live in peace
so eternal hope crumbles before me
now shattered like a broken mirror
in its place is the hollow emptiness
of what was once a place of joy
seeing the doves in their nests
as i sear the breeze again
the blade has been well sharpened
to carve my soul apart
tha i'm sure, watever it is
the cold rain pours forth
like tears from a broken heart
pounding the pavements without emotions
like the heartbeat of my very own
so i will stand astride and march
off into the purple sunset horizon
alone in my glide up the rainbow arch
to find the pot of gold in legends told
back off and away down the trodden path
of eternal hope and bitter disappointments
wash away the photographs and songs of
what was to be again my little false dawn
rejected for my abrupt little intrusion
my mind's a whirl and heart a blur
forgive me for my constant interruptions
without me you will live in peace
so eternal hope crumbles before me
now shattered like a broken mirror
in its place is the hollow emptiness
of what was once a place of joy
seeing the doves in their nests
as i sear the breeze again
the blade has been well sharpened
to carve my soul apart
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