Thursday, May 6, 2010

Some poetry

I found some poetry I wrote a long ass time ago. I will share some because some of them are pretty wild. I have no idea what this was about and I can't believe I wrote it. It is TOTALLY NOT my style. I think I wrote it in '97. A junior or senior in high school.

"The Covetousness Bigotry"

This courtly ray in lovely light,
it tumbled out of night.
With visions branded so clear
and neither decides to which he is near.

the ringing in his ears,
"So go!" says he, says he,
and spells his heart out to plea
"I shine as gold, and I am not worthy of me."
They spoke no sound, his words alone
as he was overthrown
"May God be sanctified in me."

So shall the allegory begin,
beneath our unconditioned skin
among the wise,
and so we fail to recognize
let it seethe into us well,
rust in blankly written burning spell
and may you trample over daisies
as we live and learn and die.

"Amongst my nectars, I was born to be the first.
So say I was cursed, you Thumbelina mime," says she.
"As long as starlight twinkles three,
Let my heaven carry me,
and thus I say...
such manly a galaxy shall sweep me away."
Woe,
lest not be conveyed,
and never yet dismayed.
To such a ponder, cold predestiny awakens
and sleeps, this guile taken,
and weeps, never to be born.

And about face,
we strove yonder The Hill
with every moment can she fill...

"Oh, flesh,
On what have I no dynamo to rest?"
The woman's wings cross her chest,

"For what I see, can I throw aside,
this chauvenist, my bride!
And alone, the reckless pain,
shall I rest her soul in vain?" he spake,
and lest, his earth did shake.
"But mercy me!
Not am I for a dream!
And this love bouts my heart to burst
as I lay sick and submersed;
a hungry child at best,
for she, and all the rest,
I soon for the self-loving hand of I,
shall surrender.
And for her vain prosperity Lord,
she hast thrown aboard,
I too, for she,
shall surrender..."

So uhhh....... does anyone know what the hell this poem is about?????!!!

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