CordeliaMoon Posted November 22, 2007 Share Posted November 22, 2007 Being inspired by Over my Shoulder, I have bumbled through my massive poetry collection and came across one that has some Mika in it. If you fancy me posting some more let me know! Backseat Odyssey I travel all over the world in the backseat of his car Prisoner of shaded windowpanes I look out and I stare in vain Rolling fields and endless streets an evergoing stretch of road ahead Stop in the snow, wind or gail I have no idea where we might be Houses, trees and people too seem to belong to another world but mine Laying down and looking out, the sky changes day by day I've changed all about me, all you might know and I've left my true self many miles ago. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hannah Posted November 22, 2007 Share Posted November 22, 2007 Wow! That was fantastic! I love good poetry, and that was good! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CordeliaMoon Posted November 22, 2007 Author Share Posted November 22, 2007 Thank you, it's always nice to hear that people like it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mika4Life13 Posted November 22, 2007 Share Posted November 22, 2007 simply...AMAZING! *claps hands spaztically* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lollipop_monkey Posted November 22, 2007 Share Posted November 22, 2007 Very nice! Feel free to post more, if you feel inspired to do so. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CordeliaMoon Posted November 22, 2007 Author Share Posted November 22, 2007 Thank you for your kind words.... let me add some more Lazy Rain As you listen to the lazy rain outside you wonder why, where when, how much? How will that turning point come? You move about your house and are drawn inside a vision of a blue white kitchen The falling rain, the pouring beach As I walk outside I can taste the flesh of the salt... As I walk on... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CordeliaMoon Posted November 22, 2007 Author Share Posted November 22, 2007 Maybe Aren't you depressed don't you feel the amalgamated form of any disease take over your mind? He stands there lost, confused muttering in the streetss unseeing eyes glaze over hand raises in a twitch Feeling lost sound noise loud alone Many people get so alone Tunes & Tones filling his head Maybe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CordeliaMoon Posted November 22, 2007 Author Share Posted November 22, 2007 The Torture of Dreams You haunt my dreams your soft voice lingers I can still feel your arms around me oh how I long for you And touch your fingertips feel the heat flowing through me Empty inside without you A dream that can never come true Your hair slips through my fingers A vision through the night A sigh upon waking and tears are cried to the heavens oh to have you with me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CordeliaMoon Posted November 22, 2007 Author Share Posted November 22, 2007 The Torture of Dreams You haunt my dreams your soft voice lingers I can still feel your arms around me oh how I long for you And touch your fingertips feel the heat flowing through me Empty inside without you A dream that can never come true Your hair slips through my fingers A vision through the night A sigh upon waking and tears are cried to the heavens oh to have you with me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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