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So here we are
Restricted grounds
A plane of following
Free are wolfs
Bearing no chain
Mirages in our former womb
Blessed back then
Learning of no accord
Dreamed spirals of perfect circles
Must we watch
One more show
Sucked by shallow sleep
What was moving
Will cease
Declares martyrs hung on strings
- by WereSquishy |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/13/2009 |
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- Title: Impass
- Artist: WereSquishy
- Description: I'm taking the advice of someone I met, good reply, of coarse its rare that I even think about poems carefully or with literate thoughts.
- Date: 03/13/2009
- Tags: impass
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Comments (2 Comments)
- WereSquishy - 03/13/2009
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Actually I don't really plan poems....this was a vent like all of them, totally worthless.
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- Llywelyn Fawr - 03/13/2009
- I think it certainly has potential. My advice would be to add some punctuation. Just because you can take grammatical liberties in poetry doesn't mean you can't use it. Also maybe try and make your ideas connect a little more unless you're going for a disconnected feel.
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