You had a heart of stone
You left the castle and broke my bone
You presented me a throne, on a pillow of chiffon
You were ignorant of you, being my clone
My desperate moan.
My weeping tone,
Couldn't reach your phone
You left me alone, in my own private zone
Butterflies grown,
Master of my head was gone
I'm glad I'm back after all,
To my good old home
Peace of mind is hard to find
When the perfect bind makes me grind
Scream and jolt aren’t my code
I go back and lie behind my cold, selfish scapegoat
Feeling sound and secure
From my tickling stomach pedicure
Starts each day on my 3 o'clock ride home
Enjoy a moments flame, and then go our separate ways
Copyright© Flamingoliya
You left the castle and broke my bone
You presented me a throne, on a pillow of chiffon
You were ignorant of you, being my clone
My desperate moan.
My weeping tone,
Couldn't reach your phone
You left me alone, in my own private zone
Butterflies grown,
Master of my head was gone
I'm glad I'm back after all,
To my good old home
Peace of mind is hard to find
When the perfect bind makes me grind
Scream and jolt aren’t my code
I go back and lie behind my cold, selfish scapegoat
Feeling sound and secure
From my tickling stomach pedicure
Starts each day on my 3 o'clock ride home
Enjoy a moments flame, and then go our separate ways
Copyright© Flamingoliya
"In the glass I saw a strange reflection"
7 comments:
oh i can see that u r a fellow poet :p
well i like the way u made it rhyme.. it felt like a linkin park song.
keep writing :D
thank you, fellow poet ;)
i'm glad that someone finally appreciated my humble poetry. you can check my old posts for more :)
Thank you Tattas. I'm glad you liked it :)
W.,
Sigh :/
not bad brachy! but you stole my rhymes.
don't immitate, innovate :p
yeah why not, give it a try.
brachy brachy abu el tarachy
tarachy tarachy rides apache
apache flies high up in the ski
fry, die, so glad you're a brachy, not a fly
o salamatkom
"never was able to quite grasp it or extra enjoy it"
that's what poetry is all about. i wish this comment was related to my poem. cuz that would make me a real poet.
Bubbles,
I am flattered!!! thank you so much I'm glad you liked it. and welcome to my blog :D
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