Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
||||
Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 29-May 16:28:11 AEST | ||
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
Array
(
[sid] => 1213
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Fix the Black
[time] => 2002-07-27 15:02:03
[hometext] => The world is a metaphor. Enjoy.
========================= [bodytext] => Natural horizons pass me by Majestic fingers feel me fly Gaze up inhale the July sky And breathe a little deeper Breathe the relief inhale the power Absorb the cycle Witness the hope let go of tension Take advantage of the circulation Patch and fix the black again Paint it yellow and call it direction Blur the words see beneath Paint them white and call them destination Cant contain something so vast Hues change like days change to night Cant contain the unpredictable Dark buries itself to bring forth the light Breathe the relief inhale the power Absorb the cycle Witness the hope let go of tension Take advantage of the circulation Patch and fix the black again Paint it yellow and call it direction Blur the words see beneath Paint them white and call them destination Darker it gets the more I see Broken wings equal self-suffering Just a selfish disease that lies within me Just a heart-shaped box with a thrown away key [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 25 [informant] => jaysoncarter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
|