Poetry Non Grata


Happy Home
Januar 29, 2008, 5:47 Uhr nachmittags
Gespeichert unter: Beziehungen, English, Erinnerung, Gedichte, Leben, Liebe, Menschen, Nacht

Happy Home

Exhausted clouds are overcasting
sunny skies with life long lasting
alibis and feel good lies
in my happy home to hide

Never mind the midnight crimes
committed by those little minds
when I sigh and then descry
you in my happy home tonight

Trees are running fast around me
fast and faster, almost unseen
Clouds are moving rash in bright eyes
Tears are streaming out of kohled eyes
chasing lazy two cold traces
getting lost in hazy places


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I like your poem, and thankyou for commenting on my blog last week. I wish I could read German, then I could enjoy the others.

Kommentar von madnessmanifesto Februar 8, 2008 @ 6:59 Uhr nachmittags



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