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The Great Art of Life Is Sensation, To Feel That We Exist, Even In Pain

Contributed by Blackheart on Wednesday, 25th April 2012 @ 11:56:13 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

The great art of life is sensation
To feel that we exist, even in pain
That's why I paint this masterpiece with shades of my own blood
After inflicting several deep cuts to my arms
I wipe the leaking blood from my left arm
My right hand is now a red ink pen
I start writing, free-rhyming
A chain of non-restricted words in one line
"The blind lime chimed its fine juices inside its mind"
"Outsane went in sane's brain and maimed its grains causing insane and unbearable pain"

No sense makes no cents
But it makes millions anyway
Didn't comprehend what I just said
A perfect example would be when Bush was a 2-term president
I know approximately nothing bout politics
But I do know he was bullcrapping while in office
But back to the subject
What subject
None in particular really
This poem is a scrambled rubix cube
It's probably taking longer than normal for you to put these colors together
And it's a lot simpler than you think
Well here's the secret...
The Plain fact that you trying to put the colors back in its color group
That alone is what makes the rubix cube worth something
Whether it's easy or hard to do
You're trying to do it
Same thing with life
No matter how people observe you
They're actually observing you...
Which makes you Somebody

Copyright © Blackheart ... [ 2012-04-25 11:56:13]
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Re: The Great Art of Life Is Sensation, To Feel That We Exist, Even In Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by gypsymaddness on Monday, 30th April 2012 @ 06:35:13 PM AEST
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Your right. This was confusing for me, but I still felt a chill when I read this. I find that because of some of the random things that are thrown in, makes it its own being. Great poem.

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