Beautiful Blurs
Beautifully tainted
trance of transition
back and forth
of my identical identities.
A lover’s lack
of sexuality,
instinct stolen by time.
Dying poets possess
no potential to progress
into former flames
or fireflies.
Trusted trysts
never to actualize,
only in suspicion
til I apologize
and crucify dreams.
I cannot dress
my sin in confession
and the question
of who deserves
my reborn innocence.
Blurred by words
of not knowing
what we feel
or who to be.
2007-03-08 17:30:30 · 6 answers · asked by rhiannon_kc 1 in Family & Relationships ➔ Singles & Dating
If everyone was honest, they would put their hand up and say hay that sounds just like me. Well done keep writing.
2007-03-08 17:59:16 · answer #1 · answered by Shaz 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
It's over my head but it's good I just don't get it all. Sorry!
2007-03-09 01:37:35 · answer #2 · answered by Teenie 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
whoa! thAts really good like amasing and i love poetry
2007-03-09 01:35:20 · answer #3 · answered by saxplayingsurfchick 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Great!
2007-03-09 01:32:55 · answer #4 · answered by emailfunnyfarm.blogspot.com 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
i love it actually... and I'm not usually a poetry person.
2007-03-09 01:33:23 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
I liked it!! Good Job!! =)
2007-03-09 01:36:16 · answer #6 · answered by -мari♥ 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋