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[aid] => mick
[title] => Poet's RAmblings 5
[time] => 2005-01-12 16:10:07
[hometext] => This the last one, I SWEAR!!
[bodytext] => The statues mock with their silence, The carcasses beneath their flawless feet scream for freedom… A fly buzzes its last tune, and dies… The eyes are unreadable, dead to the living… Nostalgia hangs above the poet’s head, And he weeps crimson agony… The lovely moon weeps with him, Tears of diamonds cascading, earth bound… He sits, Fingers tingling with yearning to write, Yet, the words are unworthy of keeping… Silence sleeps with Loneliness. And the bed yawns, Waiting for an occupant… The orchestra begins, The voices start their incessant chatter, And all the lights are extinguished… Darkness, delicious in its morbid solitude, Yet, paranoia still ensues… Phantoms of the past, Haunting, teasing… Insanity is near, so near, Lingering with jaws wide open, Ready to claim its prize… Memories are lost within the pile of Forget, And the crosses are put to an eternal slumber… Busts of long-deceased poets glare at the uninspired one, Disgust vivid in their blank eyes… The dagger laughs at the corpse beside it, All committed by the poets’ hands… Lying on a bed of nails, Crowned with a halo of flies, And the macabre never ends… Repetitious jargon, Sung by the mute girl on stage, The deaf audience sits in perpetual silence, And the show must go on… Forgotten words flutter in the wind, Love is proclaimed, And the Melodie is left unfinished… To finish a beginning, is the end… [comments] => 5 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 43 [informant] => FleurdeSang [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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