Poem
I write rhymes too
by steve on Sep.16, 2009, under Fun Stuff, Poem
my eyes went heavy as I was wiring my pojos, so I amuse myself
VAULT
In a cold silent shrine
Where no lights ever shine,
Dust have filled my feet
Tongue never tested bitter nor sweet.
Inside this sellar of no lust
Is a vault eaten by rust.
A receptacle of what has been
Of memories to be forgotten.
In the shade of someone’s shadow
I lie here down below.
Six feet from someone’s feet
A barren place for rest.
As night takes the day
The spirit has left its body.
Please I beg do not disturb me
And my grave’s privacy.
Lillian 1984
by Lillian on Sep.15, 2009, under Poem
L et there be peace
I n your heart
L et there be love… for
L ove will make you understand,
I nspired and leading you to your way;
A live, happy, and peaceful feeling
N ow that you have love in your heart.