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The Man Who Sold The World

Contributed by ripshark on Friday, 7th November 2003 @ 12:53:52 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



No new beginning, no true end
Not for them who made it end
Far from the age of simple belief
No higher things to achieve
Reason and logic rules secure
The madness that fills us becomes secure
We become what only we deserve
And destroy the world from rim to edge
All that lives, all in your head
Nothing is real, all truly dead
No more nature, everything that once was known
Blown away, in the forge of reality
No room for heroes and the true calling
In the world of the pure mind made by men
No time to look inside ones real self
Simply just to discover what was there all along
Evil, good, a concept of man
Humans simply acting, as humans should and do
And yet the other one is also the same
Characters invent and stories not to be meant
Words have no meaning; it’s all in the pen
And yet






Copyright © ripshark ... [ 2003-11-07 12:53:52]
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Re: The Man Who Sold The World (User Rating: 1 )
by loopylou on Friday, 7th November 2003 @ 12:57:41 PM AEST
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i get the message. i think the best bit about this poem is the end where it lets you decide good write.... lou


Re: The Man Who Sold The World (User Rating: 1 )
by Jellybellyprincess on Friday, 7th November 2003 @ 03:03:47 PM AEST
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Hmmmm....... I think I get it....... I can get bits and peices of it, and I'll try linking them together to form one big idea, but it doesn't work..... What I gathered from this is a general overview of what life is..... right? Well, in any case, it got me thinking.... Even though I can't grasp the idea as a whole I think it's a great writing

Lovely job
God bless




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