Criticisms? Suggestions? Welcome.
oh, and I write all my stuff in notepad really quick from where I have it written it down, so capital letters and grammar are sparatical at best hehehe, but I don't care.
Rose
I see my friend down under the glare
of a dozen burning poles,
and everybody who chance may see
does but softly stare.
they will say, 'it's best to keep at bay'
if the answers presented themselves,
I could explain why and how
we toil in troublesome glee,
and when we're gone, everything spins on.
the morning awakens from thought,
and sepulchurous night where ideas lay
asleep and alone in tombs caught.
I see my friend outstretched on the dew,
His memories cling, and his dreams won't change a thing
once a man he did weave the wool
of life and love, and live for innocence.
Bath in the rosey fingered dawn
sun shines so to cleanse, such it seems through a tinted lens.
oh, and I write all my stuff in notepad really quick from where I have it written it down, so capital letters and grammar are sparatical at best hehehe, but I don't care.
Rose
I see my friend down under the glare
of a dozen burning poles,
and everybody who chance may see
does but softly stare.
they will say, 'it's best to keep at bay'
if the answers presented themselves,
I could explain why and how
we toil in troublesome glee,
and when we're gone, everything spins on.
the morning awakens from thought,
and sepulchurous night where ideas lay
asleep and alone in tombs caught.
I see my friend outstretched on the dew,
His memories cling, and his dreams won't change a thing
once a man he did weave the wool
of life and love, and live for innocence.
Bath in the rosey fingered dawn
sun shines so to cleanse, such it seems through a tinted lens.
