Seen dark figures kidnap dreams
Tossed to cold places never green
Breaking things I thought would never break
Played dirty tricks as their foreplay
Said things I could never say
Knowing things no one should ever know
Losing what I could never lose
Living the turn of changing views
Spent all the time I could ever spend
Pulled my strings in a puppet show
Silenced every single hello
Paid a price I thought I’d never pay
My bicycle chain lost to rust
These eyes blinded by pixie dust
Broken hands fell off the clock again
Oh, never once could I foresee
These feelings taking over me
Here I am, still, all I want is you
Composition Then Still and Photo In the Middle of Sleep Walking by me.
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Wonderful.
Thank you very much!
This is a brilliant poem, Jeffrey.
Interestingly, I just finished writing a poem about this very topic, however, the ending is different.
Fence
A pirate penned me a song
Its lure trembled my heart
I’d seen this fiddle before
The one whose bait catches
Birds that know better but
Don’t listen to their intuition
I forgot his modus operandi
A raven quietly watches
Knowing pirates are sloppy
Heart-thieves gather trophies
Every one etched with the player’s
Signature eyes wide shut tattoo
Modus operandi candy-cane sincerity
Sugar-sincerity eventually nauseates
Thank you! Great minds, right 🙂 Love your poem, especially the ending because it’s so true.