Thursday, April 28, 2011

Light and the Sound of Silence

I owe my life to this city,
To the darkness of sleepless nights
I'll slowly walk the roads,
Waiting upon the flashing lights
Distinction between safe inspiration,
Or the disappearance of your mind,
Always I know I'll find my way back,
Not for anyone or anything or everything,
The death of the unexpected,
Was the birth of my recollections


Poem 19
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9 comments:

  1. gmanApril 28, 2011 at 1:39 PM

    thats got to be your most sensual poem so far remi

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  2. AllenTeschApril 28, 2011 at 2:14 PM

    Wow.

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  3. PotholderzApril 28, 2011 at 4:06 PM

    Sweet, always like these, keep it up.

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  4. DaveApril 28, 2011 at 4:11 PM

    This is great stuff. I save all this so thanks for a great post.

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  5. evldmnApril 28, 2011 at 5:00 PM

    This is good, I want to be able to write those things ;/

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  6. Brandon SampleApril 28, 2011 at 8:49 PM

    you sound like a puppy dog.

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  7. J.R.April 29, 2011 at 12:30 AM

    Very good. Wish I had your imagination

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  8. PlateApril 29, 2011 at 12:37 AM

    Reminds me of long walks at night to clear your head and think.

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  9. K.V.RApril 29, 2011 at 10:53 AM

    That's really good..keep it up :D

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