|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Manufactured Under The Authority Of Time
Contributed by
Avila
on
Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 03:50:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
|
I have no feet for rhythm.
I don’t have to move until I’m provoked,
My words will make you choke.
If you don’t like it you can be on your way,
No one here is making you stay.
You talk about the feelings,
That never showed me meanings.
I’ll never need a man,
To show the world where I stand.
I will never be misleaded,
Or allow myself to be mistreated.
I’m the speaker of the house,
I don’t like to play cat& mouse.
My strength you will not break,
My faith, no man can take.
Is my attitude something you’d follow?,
Are my words to hard for you to swallow?
Can you see your self with me,
Knowing the way I can sometimes be?
I’m speaking words I’d thought I never say,
I have no clue how I got this way.
I know what I do,
& I partly blame you.
I live in the divided state of hypocrisy,
Surrounded by everyone’s democracy.
I’ll leave a sour taste in your mouth,
& you still won’t figure me out.
I will always be the party’s host,
& I don’t care if I hurt you the most.
I got the rep of a villain,
With a face that’s appealing.
I’ve swallowed all I could,
If I could get rid of you I would.
I lose all control,
When my emotions out they stroll.
My words can be great,
& at the same time degrade.
Too much pride between you &I,
Never getting anywhere will all the lies.
Sometimes the world passes me by,
So I sit down to cry.
My heart grows colder,
As time makes me older.
The tears that you’ve tasted,
Don’t compare to the 2yrs that I wasted.
Time is changing,
Young faces aging,
Innocent hearts are ragging.
In this world of Illusion,
I live among it’s confusion.
I fly when I can’t see,
I walk with out sense in me.
You made a big mess,
I’d love to love you less.
I want to fall on my face ,
When I’m looked upon as the” disgrace”.
I have to watch what they say,
So I’m told to act a certain way.
You demand of me,
The thing’s you’ll never be.
Not being able to keep social relations,
That don’t meet your demanding expectations.
I wish I could unscrew,
Everything I do.
I’m tired of waiting,
While my opportunities are escaping.
Life makes me relate,
to all that I hate.
I can’t sit still,
I always feel empty ,like there’s something to fill.
What do I do when what I feel,
Turns out to be real?
Copyright ©
Avila
... [
2004-06-12 15:50:46]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Manufactured Under The Authority Of Time
(User Rating: 1 )
by carmen_queasy on
Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 04:09:59 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| This is a great poem. It sounds like a rap to be honest. I love the line "I'd love to love you less" |
|
|
Re: Manufactured Under The Authority Of Time
(User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on
Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 12:34:05 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| very good. excellent. |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
