poetry
surrounded by cool man-made secrecy,
razor-sharp big dippers travel through
steel spikes; intricate, that reach for Heaven.
Grey sky often gathers up solemn tears
while it prepares to weep colour down on
stay away from me statements; bold and fresh,
they dance exotically in confines
of an insane hatter's broken charade.
A poem was fashioned on a harsh cracked look,
it was handed over without a word,
eyes spoke parlous anger for I'd shattered
precious atmosphere; such a stormy bolt
that crashed into the mind's fascination.
?Lies are often told in silence,? you said.
Poetry by chasingtheday
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Written on 2020-01-17 at 02:46
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Lies Are Often Told In Silence
There are Angels caught in cold defences:surrounded by cool man-made secrecy,
razor-sharp big dippers travel through
steel spikes; intricate, that reach for Heaven.
Grey sky often gathers up solemn tears
while it prepares to weep colour down on
stay away from me statements; bold and fresh,
they dance exotically in confines
of an insane hatter's broken charade.
A poem was fashioned on a harsh cracked look,
it was handed over without a word,
eyes spoke parlous anger for I'd shattered
precious atmosphere; such a stormy bolt
that crashed into the mind's fascination.
?Lies are often told in silence,? you said.
Poetry by chasingtheday
Read 513 times
Written on 2020-01-17 at 02:46
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