Patterns of the world, by lance
|
I can still hear the drummers
as the parade just passed by
why in this troubled world do
so many people cry?
they say death is near every
corner do mind your feet death
is a cold face u don't want to meet
the cold damp rain is falling now
as i type i feel its going to be
a chilly night i would hug you to
keep u warm but i can't keep u safe
from the harm
in the fall many colors explode like
a star orange and yellow can be seen
from afar
can u knit me into your patterns of
life i would promise to love you
more tonight
im going to close now for even my eyes
grow weary come keep me warm for the night
is dark and dreary. |
Posted: 2011-09-15 01:49:16 UTC |
This poem has no votes yet. | To vote, you must be logged in.
|
To leave comments, you must be logged in.
2011-11-01 05:58:02 | Tim Pozzi |
are you for real or is this parody? |
2012-04-22 01:48:12 | lance |
no this isnt a parody,,,,its all me and my own orignal writings,,, you can all do it if u have focus and creativity. |