|
Menu
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
Confessional
Contributed by
keilantra
on
Sunday, 25th June 2006 @ 09:24:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
|
I’ve got the golden key
It’s in my hands,
You’ve got the music,
You’re leading this dance
You move soft and slowly
And I’m easily on my knees
This room is my confessional;
Muttering prayers and pathetic pleas.
The story is familiar
You’ve told it before
Between moments I can’t remember;
My tongue was too sore
And my eyes as well,
From crying you songs;
This would end all over the floor
And I knew it all along.
Every time your eyes flashed
They seemed a little darker
Each note was painted over me
In magic marker
They revealed more than music
They showed you my soul
I was a symphony once
Until I was left without the pieces you stole.
I’ve got the golden key
The door is only four spins away
But the music that you’re whispering
Is begging me to stay;
And the dance you’ve got me tangled in
Barely leaves time to breathe
The floor is loosing its balance
And I don’t think I can leave.
You’ve got the moves to make me crumble
And I’m easily on the floor
This room is my confessional
And I can’t handle any more.
Copyright ©
keilantra
... [
2006-06-25 21:24:18] (Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment. That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Confessional
(User Rating: 1 ) by wizard on
Sunday, 9th July 2006 @ 06:32:44 PM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
awesome write, kei...i love this!!
wiz |
|
|
Re: Confessional
(User Rating: 1 ) by alasdaircairns on
Thursday, 13th July 2006 @ 02:35:59 PM AEST (User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
You have a real flow in your poems too kei! Totured and sentimental, yet delightfully succint. Great poem. |
|
|
|