Mirth...

02 February, 2006

Groping in the darkness
voice drowned out in its silence,
an inward cry for mirth
plea for some change,
a quarter, blunted
recoiled in the middle of no where
glossy dwelling of emptiness,
bring me back to life
bring me back to love...

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Anonymous said...

good one da...
love, life, the more you want it... the further it runs away

moontalk said...

crazy as always woman.ur poetry truely takes the life outta me at times :)
u wldn take my advice n publish(there goes my dream of being the 'source close to the celebrity' in my own gossip column...boo hoo!!!!!) but this is good :)

maximus said...

bring me back to life, bring me back to pain.... fuck man!!! had i been a metal god i wud hav seen to it that ur lyrics figure in my bands album and rock the billboards...
am sure the band wud hav broken the rocords of pink flloyd and led zeppelin... i can actually hum the poem now... with tunes and imagining guitar riffs.... love the way u write babes!! do not ever stop writing ur shit... its great!!(as one of muh frens had told me once)!!!! cheers!!

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