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

9 comments:

  1. thats got to be your most sensual poem so far remi

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  2. Sweet, always like these, keep it up.

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

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

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  5. Very good. Wish I had your imagination

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

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