Gris gris
If you know how to love you know how to live
If you know how to live you know how to love
Momentary
hyperbole
state
Meant –
This
ends badly
A stolen sign
whilst awoken waiting on directions for heaven’s gates
Titillating times
Run out of fuel
Exhausted
words condemned ?
Atoned
Alchemical
Skeletal
soul ( emaciated)
Wasted (fabricated)
Walking into
A fat
Fated
E Lated
Disorderly
slum bum
Arrested for
Apathy..
No
A
trophy
Padam
Padam
limited vocabulary…
Dispose these written words
To an insincere society.
Gris gris
A hex
Agon.
Gal
I glee.
The mardi gras lives within
Thanks Ray
Charleton
a breathe wren
Sightless strumpet life (insert your own GIF)
Daring
Demanding hymn for those
A genesis
Singing pslams to the prejudice
Justified :those folk who missed the nearest fire exit.
Posted on Jun 30, 2021, in POETRY and tagged Emotions, Life, mortality, poems, POETRY. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
The first lines hooked me and the rest was poignant and touching.
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LOVE the lines “slum bum arrested for apathy”. Such great sound and meaning!
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Thank you so much Pauli! I was experimenting and I’m so happy you get the apathy and atrophy bit.. lol
Lovely to meet you.
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Nice to meet you too ☺️
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