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Array ( [sid] => 147231 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => i do not understand you little fish [time] => 2009-01-05 03:44:55 [hometext] => everybody leaves to the wind and shallow depths...... [bodytext] => What can I write now; words are just illusions as illustrated
A simple click and things become simple like the light bulb
Or thrown away fragrances in sweaty night clubs in this fog
Sorta walking with heads held high with grander on our shoulders.

Those called visions of childhood gone…
To hard to walk when something’s pulling at your depth
A recollection that has become more of a passion
Faded marks now on on past dreams of hard wood floors

Windows now marked with the evening haze
We separate our views but in comfort we release
Visions masked by images with colored buttons
A simple fear of the evening does not consuetude release….

Rust is the new awakening its glam gone with the shade
It feet even shadows fear
A ticking time bomb when push comes to shove
All raving saliva spewing loud speaking big talk to me
So much in one little breath

We are looking in the answer not the reality
Hoping to find there must be a better way
Simple solutions for the common man
Enough with the abuse to harvest man’s better needs

We have a straight line to follow with unmistakable rules
All set in stone with some guidelines to fill
All born into our roles all backdrops in the true design
I can not lie I have seen it all horrible games with nothing to win

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i do not understand you little fish

Contributed by lostrelic on Monday, 5th January 2009 @ 03:44:55 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



What can I write now; words are just illusions as illustrated
A simple click and things become simple like the light bulb
Or thrown away fragrances in sweaty night clubs in this fog
Sorta walking with heads held high with grander on our shoulders.

Those called visions of childhood gone…
To hard to walk when something’s pulling at your depth
A recollection that has become more of a passion
Faded marks now on on past dreams of hard wood floors

Windows now marked with the evening haze
We separate our views but in comfort we release
Visions masked by images with colored buttons
A simple fear of the evening does not consuetude release….

Rust is the new awakening its glam gone with the shade
It feet even shadows fear
A ticking time bomb when push comes to shove
All raving saliva spewing loud speaking big talk to me
So much in one little breath

We are looking in the answer not the reality
Hoping to find there must be a better way
Simple solutions for the common man
Enough with the abuse to harvest man’s better needs

We have a straight line to follow with unmistakable rules
All set in stone with some guidelines to fill
All born into our roles all backdrops in the true design
I can not lie I have seen it all horrible games with nothing to win





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Re: i do not understand you little fish (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 29th June 2013 @ 03:03:35 PM AEST
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I wish I was good with words like this. english is not even my second language so I guess my scribbles seem very simple compared. I enjoyed this poem. thanks for posting.


Re: i do not understand you little fish (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 10th September 2020 @ 06:09:27 PM AEST
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So true- beautiful


Re: i do not understand you little fish (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 10th September 2020 @ 06:09:27 PM AEST
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So true- beautiful




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