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This same days, this same dreams

Contributed by duch on Tuesday, 23rd August 2005 @ 11:45:52 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Whole street shone smile of this
boy.In shout hot like paprika, sounded his
hoarseness.
He roamed in city. Grumbler
with face of cynic.
Boy with gold teeth,beggar,
night sailor of life.He greeted
my day today.He liked
events,lost shadow,clanged
me gold,as stupid.
"You live until nobody pursues you for debts".
At me last
cash spend onto cigarettes.
He spoke 'This same days, this
same dreams.You make anything.This
same *****.This same road'.
Street's favourite,good man.
"The rest to ass.You will not buy happiness,
when problems pile up for ceiling"
He heart pierced
spike. He starved hunger.Great shark.
He many a time piece of bread chased.
He slept in municipal buckets.
Once dough,whores, coke and kilogrammes
of silver.Life is thought's
shelf.Dreams ,about this what you don't have.

He spoke "Nothing changes,
you look from under this same eyelids.
The ground is round.Let me say something.This
paradisiacal garden started
when I finished secondary school.
Life like in tale.
I aimed to aim.
One of gangs of suckers, which wanted
to become poet and he lifted
up with law's letter,in chase for
coin.Punishment and terror,
because in schools I didn't find calmness.
I started to look for this dream on streets.
Taste of hardcore.
I smuggle drugs because I see how much doughs world found in this.
I go, this same day, this same dream, Allach blesses.
Religion? I was gangster
on tops of war.I have sincere
life now.I have quiet and
I am free".




Copyright © duch ... [ 2005-08-23 11:45:52]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: This same days, this same dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Tuesday, 23rd August 2005 @ 12:11:11 PM AEST
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This is a very busy poem and it is sometimes hard to keep up with it. I am glad you escaped the trials of city life. Great write.


Re: This same days, this same dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 23rd August 2005 @ 01:57:25 PM AEST
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This was a very past poem, I kind of got confused while reading it, but other then that it was a good poem.




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