His Anarchy
He rebuilds his damaged wall;
As the bricklayer moves up and down,
The ladder leans into the crack.
Guilt carefully cautions him to come down;
His conscience inspects each layer.
His wishes,standing upon a crevice;
An unstable foundation that soon gives in;
Walls sink slowly into the mud;
The dungeon beneath nearly collapses;
His anger, his crutch, now crumbles.
Castle's ruins weigh down his memory;
As the view melts from glaciers;
The runoff flows down waterfalls.
Icicles form sculptures in winter;
Now in springtime, he bathes in the rapids.
Dancing in the cold, glistening waters;
He hears a wailing cacophony;
Her laughter cracks through his skull.
She leans over the balcony, screaming;
He smiles and pulls her down by her hair.
2006-08-08 16:04:48 · 6 answers · asked by cotterall&elaineadams 2 in Entertainment & Music ➔ Music
wow, that is sooo good. i like it
2006-08-08 16:13:08 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
its slightly f*cked......I dont have any idea what the hell your poem is about or could be about, and I dont get how a bricklayer has anything to do with a castle or a waterfalls or girls in balconys
2006-08-08 16:11:09 · answer #2 · answered by minx 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Wow that is absolutely amazing. It really makes you think. Wow mind blowing!
2006-08-08 16:09:14 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
I did not really like it much
2006-08-08 16:09:22 · answer #4 · answered by hotmama 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I think this guy is a wrecking machine!!!
2006-08-08 16:11:30 · answer #5 · answered by 345Grasshopper 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
sounds like this man shouldnt be cheating on his wife lol i read between the lines .......................i realy like it... woo hoo
2006-08-08 16:11:16 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋