Dark Poetry Burning Bright
Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2003 5:59 pm
Dark Poetry Burning Bright
Dark poetry burning bright
Into the happy empty voids to dwell in self-pity
Twilight's blue room, solitary quietly thinking
Cold coffee cups, smoking in a long line of poetry
Dark poetry burning bright
Neon melancholy sign reads bar
Ballad music, people's shapes but not eyes
Dance, stay the night, morning's not too far
Dark poetry burning bright
The rain falls in a wineglass left outside
Touched by the old dreams and nightmares
Ms Moon, money first before sorrow hides
Dark poetry burning bright
There fire once more in your blood again
The approaching ecstasy grips you fast
Love and only love is your true friend
Dark poetry burning bright
Little or no welcome and few bid farewell
Whimsical moods play to accept life's fate
Again living alone with no one to tell
Dark poetry burning bright
So many thoughts and images of loss
A cold sweat nervously grows to raw pain
The silent scream of agony's chilling ghost
Dark poetry burning bright
Somewhere someone sometimes sleeps
You won't see morning till late afternoon
Shower and the orange juice tastes sweet
Dark poetry burning bright
Ahead another loveless crowd awaits
Bloody city streets with no heart or laugh
Tropical sunsets hide the misery and hate
Dark poetry burning bright
In hells gothic shadows of grey and black
Fever trees fire poisonous paranoid fears
Now obliquely acute now circled straight, abstract
Dark poetry burning bright
Feeling being naked, fainting in church
The vicar laughs mockingly as loud as the devil
Picture school classes tomorrow before lunch
Dark poetry burning bright
You enter a danger point in the dead zone
Come back from the edge of the ledge
Come home, walk away brave poem
Dark poetry burning bright
Strolling aimlessly through the red mist
Forgive and forget the worst is over, gone
Dark poetry in books, on eyes, on lips
Dark poetry burning bright
Into the happy empty voids to dwell in self-pity
Twilight's blue room, solitary quietly thinking
Cold coffee cups, smoking in a long line of poetry
Dark poetry burning bright
Neon melancholy sign reads bar
Ballad music, people's shapes but not eyes
Dance, stay the night, morning's not too far
Dark poetry burning bright
The rain falls in a wineglass left outside
Touched by the old dreams and nightmares
Ms Moon, money first before sorrow hides
Dark poetry burning bright
There fire once more in your blood again
The approaching ecstasy grips you fast
Love and only love is your true friend
Dark poetry burning bright
Little or no welcome and few bid farewell
Whimsical moods play to accept life's fate
Again living alone with no one to tell
Dark poetry burning bright
So many thoughts and images of loss
A cold sweat nervously grows to raw pain
The silent scream of agony's chilling ghost
Dark poetry burning bright
Somewhere someone sometimes sleeps
You won't see morning till late afternoon
Shower and the orange juice tastes sweet
Dark poetry burning bright
Ahead another loveless crowd awaits
Bloody city streets with no heart or laugh
Tropical sunsets hide the misery and hate
Dark poetry burning bright
In hells gothic shadows of grey and black
Fever trees fire poisonous paranoid fears
Now obliquely acute now circled straight, abstract
Dark poetry burning bright
Feeling being naked, fainting in church
The vicar laughs mockingly as loud as the devil
Picture school classes tomorrow before lunch
Dark poetry burning bright
You enter a danger point in the dead zone
Come back from the edge of the ledge
Come home, walk away brave poem
Dark poetry burning bright
Strolling aimlessly through the red mist
Forgive and forget the worst is over, gone
Dark poetry in books, on eyes, on lips
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? Some here are equally "time-out'd" due to school. I remember those days 
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