The water
Drowning in the rain
Water is splashing down to the ground
Trying to flush away the pain
But only making my head feel soaked
Cold dirty drabby water
Flooding over the old street
Creating a fickle dangerous river
Which is screaming for my feet
To walk in the streamlet
To sense the force of angry water
Which is bossing around
Which is controlling the muddy ground
I can’t control
The water will lead my way
Yelling, yelling and screaming
It’s dying to floath me away...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Elenore De Groote: | Vrijdag, juli 25, 2008 21:36 |
| Het lijkt wel een spannende actiefilm ;) Liefs, Elenore xxx | |
| black devil: | Vrijdag, juli 18, 2008 22:19 |
| mooi geschreven hoor;) xxx- black devil |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: RealMe | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 juli 2008 | ||
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