Snow-white escapism
on
empty paper
as snow-white escapism
seems the best way to start
write and read between the lines
the mistclad path to my very heart
narrow pathways
green on both sides
as
spoken honour fades away
into the silent dust
as ashes to ashes
and die we must
so forget what I said
just let me linger here
poetic reflections, self-carved chain
leave it all behind
burn this for the flames won't mind
and start all over again
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Tershi: | Woensdag, november 17, 2004 22:08 |
| kort en krachig.. | |
| Fading Away: | Woensdag, november 17, 2004 17:36 |
| I've got nothing left to say. Do you mind? I'll shut my mouth and come back again later. Promise. |
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| Godsend: | Woensdag, november 17, 2004 13:46 |
| ...read between the lines...(daar ken ik de dubbele bodem van ;-) mooi geschreven. |
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| Oorlam: | Woensdag, november 17, 2004 13:26 |
| mooi, appeltje tim?;) | |
| MayadeBij: | Woensdag, november 17, 2004 12:49 |
| Burn this for the flames won't mind.. =:)}}) Trekt een lach om haar lippen en denkt right! Lekker vloeiend deze.. | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Cypher-punks | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 november 2004 | ||
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