I am trying to get my muse to regain its life so i could start writing again. It's been 2 years since I couldn't write something decent and lengthy.
I'm sorting my blogs and erasing a few of them.
Why?? Because Blogger and Google decided to come up with this.
Anyway, I found 2 poems, one completed and one unfinished. Here they are:
:: macabre ::
waking up one day, slowly
feeling naked to the world
stepping out of my home
during the chilling season
swaying leaves fall about
dancing in wide circles
dreaming breeze whispers
walking along the street
rumbling cars and trucks
rolling past lonely me
uncaring and smoggy
striding faster, windy
stopping to observe
spinning around, around
ignoring the sensations
blind little ol' me
crushing bones, snapping
flurring red and white
falling flat
dying
- Deaf258 © 2004
All the songs I could sing
I can't even hear the music
It seperates me from you
You may think I am crazy
You must think I am nuts
Can't you even go backwards?
Can't I just go on forward?
While you just listen and I'll just leave
(Continuing work)
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