Wednesday, 20 July 2011
freemic: SILENCE IS GOLDEN
freemic: SILENCE IS GOLDEN: "Silence is golden, cuts, like a razor, silence's death n deaf, silence's defeat in power, as a dumb that gives in to defeat. But love i..."
Friday, 15 July 2011
MOURNFUL GLAMOUR
I rage rage, here in fear dismay,
like a rose, plucked to please,
hot cake dropped to break,
and soft skin,cut by blade.
Like a powerful figure brought to shame,
an ailing soldier, dying in defense,
a pleading accused denied his bail,
an ailing woman, let to wail,
for her sick baby, in hospital made to wait.
My wounds, oozing, letting blood to drain,
while emotions and thoughts war in my brain,
who Else's to blame, what name's the game?
Life in a flame, blazing raze,
floppy flesh, bags in my skin, hangs on my bones,
while heart beats in groans for the solace set home,
where's the beast in me, the Male?
Anger and deceit, in this life tame,
living in range, life so strange....
(c) 2011 Robie Nson
http://www.facebook.com/robieo1#!/notes/robie-nson/mournful-glamour/10150233653530824
like a rose, plucked to please,
hot cake dropped to break,
and soft skin,cut by blade.
Like a powerful figure brought to shame,
an ailing soldier, dying in defense,
a pleading accused denied his bail,
an ailing woman, let to wail,
for her sick baby, in hospital made to wait.
My wounds, oozing, letting blood to drain,
while emotions and thoughts war in my brain,
who Else's to blame, what name's the game?
Life in a flame, blazing raze,
floppy flesh, bags in my skin, hangs on my bones,
while heart beats in groans for the solace set home,
where's the beast in me, the Male?
Anger and deceit, in this life tame,
living in range, life so strange....
(c) 2011 Robie Nson
http://www.facebook.com/robieo1#!/notes/robie-nson/mournful-glamour/10150233653530824
Thursday, 14 July 2011
SILENCE IS GOLDEN
Silence is golden,
cuts, like a razor,
silence's death n deaf,
silence's defeat in power,
as a dumb that gives in to defeat.
But love is strong,
and lasts for long,
a chain, solid,
with clows so strong,
that cling's on to the heart's wall,
a force to part,
cuts the heart to bleed,
in tears to cry's the fear to die,
Silence the heart indulge in pride.
Silence' my fear to kiss the bride...
cuts, like a razor,
silence's death n deaf,
silence's defeat in power,
as a dumb that gives in to defeat.
But love is strong,
and lasts for long,
a chain, solid,
with clows so strong,
that cling's on to the heart's wall,
a force to part,
cuts the heart to bleed,
in tears to cry's the fear to die,
Silence the heart indulge in pride.
Silence' my fear to kiss the bride...
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