Sunday, April 19, 2009

Feathers in fire

You´re building your own, personal hell
It´s faciler to deal with others´ pain
Than face yours
Here´s pain to suffer

Dreams and reality killed each others
It´s not difficult to tell who won
Flames licking your feet

You didn´t seek feathers for your wings for this
You didn´t find them for feeding fire
Smoke is black when it rises
Rises like you imagined you would rise

4 comments:

  1. "You didn´t seek feathers for your wings for this
    You didn´t find them for feeding fire
    Smoke is black when it rises
    Rises like you imagined you would rise"

    Veryveryvery nice! Very you yet very new at the same time... (hey, that rhymes xD)

    To me it seems like this one is sniffing an interesting new level of poetry written by you. (Then again, how can I say that? I don't even know what I mean by it... But that's just how it seems to me)

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  2. haha :D it´s different, at least. not suidical, xD thank you

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  3. I fell in love with you just again. <3 Your poetry is so special. Dreams and reality killed eachother? It's plain genious my dear. :)

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