i wrote this while high s i really don't know what it means:
lyre in my pyre of famed temperament
walk alone with deep sunrise in my shallow bones
and the aborted horizon fade too a dim back drop of a moon
steely rises coat the flimsy sky in deep purple caresses in my eye
if I were to laugh would the sea rise too?
would a rich man fade for me too soon?
these milky bones where stories are told
these shallow lies in mire and lyre?
(make my love a funeral pyre?)
sand with weary wanders walk
(stop look but don't talk)
read the cards upon the wall
Soon they will be all
That remains (the same)
its the bottle and the pipe
are wearing me down
down to the ground,
so sound the Smokey light
light for plight of
night or right
to bright for fight
for the maybe?
whisper wanton words on a shoeless
Island.
Or drink water from dry sand
Or all the rest,
I guess it鈥檚 all for the best.
(you know that it would be untrue)
To stay away, in grey days
(you know that I would be a liar)
To stay in grey when light fades
(if I was to say to you)
To whisper words of song
(girl we couldn鈥檛 get much higher)
Songs for days, and sand and bones,
And sunset鈥檚 and ship鈥檚 and railroads
And uncle鈥檚 who cared too much
(sitting by the old south gate)
For that鈥檚 all that we know
That鈥檚 all we have to show
that鈥檚 it
the end
Nothing more to sayThoughts on my poem (10 pts)?
It's a bit sad...but it's good!
You have a lot of metaphorical language in there which I really like.
It shows your feelings and emotions...Thoughts on my poem (10 pts)?
I really like it! Except I don't know what some of the words mean.
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