A note on today's society.
as myself and I,
shall pay you kindly.
For I have never seen
a sunset such as this,
as I have lived blindly.
We all walk this Earth
with a keen disguise,
now I am tired of compromise.
I know I have become
a shell of a dream,
that hides behind my eyes.
Paper gods corrupting minds,
extinguishing aspirations,
and destroying souls.
I have drifted in this sea
of materialism and greed;
watched as I drowned all my goals.
So now I beckon,
I scream,
I cry.
I tell you this one truth,
above all:
never allow your dreams to die.
Poetry by Marie-Elisabeth Rose
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Written on 2010-09-01 at 04:06
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Shells
Dig me a grave as shallowas myself and I,
shall pay you kindly.
For I have never seen
a sunset such as this,
as I have lived blindly.
We all walk this Earth
with a keen disguise,
now I am tired of compromise.
I know I have become
a shell of a dream,
that hides behind my eyes.
Paper gods corrupting minds,
extinguishing aspirations,
and destroying souls.
I have drifted in this sea
of materialism and greed;
watched as I drowned all my goals.
So now I beckon,
I scream,
I cry.
I tell you this one truth,
above all:
never allow your dreams to die.
Poetry by Marie-Elisabeth Rose
Read 636 times
Written on 2010-09-01 at 04:06
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