Little Tragedy

I pushed my legs until they broke springs, gears everywhere.
The shelter is false oh, how I hope you never understand such things.
I pulled at the vibrant rays but they were just in my mind in all actuality
We are all blind... so blind.
I pointed my hand like a gun, godlike goat man, I have been such a fright.
Heaven dripped from these bones hitting the ground sprouting some hell.
All will be right in the passing of days so sleep,
Eat and work for tomorrows slumber will come in its time like the tides.
Oh, how easy it would be to just snatch a pearl and call it yours.
This world got some gold but the thief is not my soul.
Not all man is the enemy just happens
Rarely are the friends you need.
You god like goat man!
Keep some clarity on your side
once you submerge you will never be the same again...
We are all blind... so blind.

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SSmoothie's picture

Sigh! another brilliant drop

Sigh! another brilliant drop in an extraordinary rain...


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

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Bones Dripping Heaven

A fantastic vision you have, dear poet..."keep some clarity on your side", says what most of us need and refuse to believe a need. Well said, all of it - allets


 

 

SSmoothie's picture

Nice work!

Always a good read in your folio :)


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."