Give me my rights to be free
And I’ll lament not of my pain
Won’t you listen to my plea?
Try to keep me alive and sane
For the opinions have turned
From belittling oppressions
To lessons meant to be learned
Instead of senseless aggressions
Eventually we may see
How life is just about living
And rid our minds of debris
Seek pardon in our misgivings
Emotion is beautiful... The greatness and the downfall of humanity.
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Dolefulness, elation, choler, melancoly... Speaking the language of poetry is no easy feat. This is a blog of our poetry, telling stories with words in a manner that flows off the tongue the way rain would off a smooth stone. Some of the content may be sad, whereas some may be overly happy and make you want to gag on the happy energies coming from everywhere. In short that is the best way I can describe this blog so if you still don't understand I'm terribly sorry, please ask someone who knows.
1 comment:
Ha. I see you used your poetic licencing. It's handy, no?
Very good. You have to read it a couple times to fully get the message, if there even is one.
Or is it just a figure of our imaginations (oh, right back atcha)
*poof*
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