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My Eyes...
I close my eyes and wonder off
To a place so far away...
Starving children's stomachs cry,
The homeless elder dies,
Battered women scream...
Color is color no matter the time, the day, the place.
The past is past, present, future...
Love is sex,
Sex is sex,
Emptiness and loneliness...
Blood streamed streets,
Veins for drugs,
Stumbling drunks like crashing waves...
I open my eyes and come to
A place not so far away...[/font]
To a place so far away...
Starving children's stomachs cry,
The homeless elder dies,
Battered women scream...
Color is color no matter the time, the day, the place.
The past is past, present, future...
Love is sex,
Sex is sex,
Emptiness and loneliness...
Blood streamed streets,
Veins for drugs,
Stumbling drunks like crashing waves...
I open my eyes and come to
A place not so far away...[/font]
Published 12th May 2010
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Anonymous
16th May 2010 3:11am
This is a beautiful poem, an eclectic string of dark images, which convey a bleak but creative poetic landscape. I sincerely hope that more people read and comment on this probing, thoughtful piece.
Anonymous
18th May 2010 11:59pm
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