okies well i said tht i would try and do another poem 4 2day so this is what i came up with during some spare time tht i had and b4 u say it i know tht its rubbish
it also has no title
i look around
and all i see are books
books about artists and authors
poems and plays
life and death
i feel at home
all alone here
in this musky place
filled with books
no one to moan
at me about
things i didn't do
or things that i might
it's quite and peaceful
it's calm and relaxed
i sit down
to admire the view
the silence surrounds
i hear the
gentil tap tap
of rain outside
the ventilation clicks
on and off breaking
the forced silence
the lights flicker
as if they're trying
to stay awake
to stay alive
a movement
a voice
a person appears
shuffling around
placing books away
a smiile
a wave
then she disappears
the silence returns...
i hpe tht u like it sweatdrop
 suffer in silence · Thu Sep 14, 2006 @ 05:18pm · 8 Comments |
