STAR DUST MEMORIES, by Melissa Slates Subscribe to rss feed for Melissa Slates

THE WHISPER OF LIFE, 
IS THE SEDUCTION OF SOUL.
ILLUMINATE THE DESPERATE, 
AND DEATH TO PAY THE TOLL.
THE LUST OF HUNGER, 
ADVOCATES THE GREED.
INTOXICATE THE RULE OF GOLD,
NEVER TO BE HEED.
THERE'S A TWIST IN THE WIND,
NO MORE PURPLE SKIES.
FROM THE CRADEL TO THE GRAVE,
WE'LL HAVE OUR FAMILY TIES.
LIKE THE INSANE LOCKED INSIDE THEMSELVS,
THERE'S ALWAYS A THORN WITHIN.
NOTHING EVER CHANGES,
AND LIFE'S YET TO BEGIN.
IT WILL NEVER BE THE SAME,
CHILDREN'S DREAMS ARE LEFT TO BLAME.
THEY FED US LIES IN NURSERY RHYMES,
AND TOLD US TO BELIEVE.
ALL THE TRUTH BEHIND THOES LIES,
THEY NEVER COULD PRECIEVE!!
© Copyright MELISSA SLATES
Posted: 2005-08-08 08:31:22 UTC

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2007-03-03 02:55:00User
I like this poem..a lot..but I find it a little hard to read this because of all the caps..but why write your poems this way I wonder..?

2007-08-08 23:05:19Melissa Slates
i used to use an old school typewriter and this is the onbly way it would type i guess when i wright now i think of that. lol