Monday, February 23, 2009

Second Revision of Poem; "A Time My World Change"

07.07.07

Crackin… Snapin… down the hall
There strolled in a yellow eager man
Dancing in his mind; withholding the dark grief
Drowning…
in the world that happens to deepens his
seldom breathes

Three weeks drove by like a tragic in shakespares
Lying helplessly…
crying away every moment remembered
Configuring the equation to his family tree
While…
Struggling to find the plug-in outlet to
his son’s embrace

Down the hallow halls you can fear
the thundering suds of suffering shouts
strenuously…
Rushing, colliding over one another, just to
catch up to his threatening gratitude

Wounded with the sniveling of his alluring halo
Nothing can help but to exaggerate and
harkened d-r-e-a-d-f-u-l-l-y…
Crippled as never before; he taunted
snickering at every steps
from the assistance that will make him dream

Driven with fear; in with an identification status
Through numerous villains; green, yellow, and then red
I passed it, driving away through forests
full of sirens of pigs at every angle
Causiously I made it through to the other end


Tower time strikes turbulently at six o’clock
the yellowness deviated into pale blueness
Panic attacks strikes hard from below
Preparing for actions
this heart shuts and drops
s…l…o…w…l…y all you can hear is
unspoken emotions

Dial-tones being dialed all over town
Can it get any worst I ask?
Faith is challenging me
ticking away time dramatically
every seconds worth to make a change
But,
no one will get past the dial-tone now


Mister clock strikes 6:59 pm, the
yellow man breathe decreases slowly
Thirty seconds later, all that was there was…
A warm heart within a coldstone bowl

Lightening strikes the pumping soul of
the human brain, causing the distinct to
breakdown and weep away at this very man
Stuttering voice creep behind my conscious
Oh I ask,
This is too soon

He’s gone for ever, my first earthlingy host
The one who taught me and yapped at me
finally is shout down gone
World shouts with pain from underneath
Lastgood-byes were given, now he’s wheeled off
to the ice box…

<3 SPX

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