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The Prose Of Life

Contributed by 01_zanzebar on Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 07:01:39 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

a good question
may be fielded
a rhetorical answer
questioned to death
the sinister plots
ploys and provocations
a mystery man
and lacking of communications

far more ways to spend a summer
great times and happy gestures
than riding over yonder hills and vale
surrying little peoples pastures
time and again
the maniquins dance
they hold a pose
that becomes a prose

listen to the calm of some water
so viscous and brynite
mellow calm
a raging undercurrent
teetering to be swept away
like touching a whirlpool with your big toe
so much is the danger of this
just a little water is needed, with this seed i sow

into the oak it will prosper
but it will cover all the beauty under it
smothering all light and happyness
these branches choke the poeple
and they will eventually all drowned
little peoples
silly ideas
and loose morals

the tree that has been planted was like the wars before
once there where conquers and conkered
among both, the peoples starve
the wants
and their needs
all insignificant
due to the luster i crave
and the graves it creates

the looking-glass tie
little cakes and treacles
a torchered memory from a cream pie
such a sad life
what a disgrace we all are
just repeating the same set of lies
sometimes we all get lost in our own lives
and eventually those words will choke and throttle you
and so it does to those whom we affect inside
because of all these, something will speak, you'll fall into a dream
and when this long duration of being sweet and serenate
you will wake you all of a sudden to learn to your displeasure
that in all this
....
youre thankfully dead

Copyright © 01_zanzebar ... [ 2005-01-16 19:01:39]
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Re: The Prose Of Life (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Friday, 17th June 2005 @ 05:37:10 AM AEST
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I was with you all the way, except the end, probably people would like to wake up dead, especially they way they live today, but you wrote that so plainly, so simply, so neatly, I could see you enjoying your life from day to day. I enjoyed reading about it also.
Great write....keep up the good work, you're way ahead of your time!
Warm love
consue

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