Drop
Beep
Drop
Beep
My life is poetry
As I stand upon the street
Under grey skies
The rain
Drops
The cars
Beep
Drowning out
Discomfort
That creeps
To the
Drop
Beep
Drop
Beep
While cumulonimbus clouds
Congregate to
Secrete
Mundane thwarts
To carefully wielded blows
While
Secretive actions
Create a faction
Of dissatisfaction
On a mission
Trailed behind
Lies by omission
Not blind-ed by
Diversions' Division
Escape to become
immersed in
The
Rain Drops
And the car Beeps
They Drop
They Beep
Mundane thwarts
To carefully wielded blows
Action betrayed thoughts
Returning
Smiles in meager amounts
Drown
Down
Into the
Rain drops
and car beeps
The grey sky for me weeps
For lest we speak
To defeat
Unrest
Put to the test
Only to lay to rest
The contest
Instead
I'm met with
Mundane thwarts
To carefully wielded blows
While
Secretive actions
Create a faction
Of dissatisfaction
On a mission
Trailing behind
Lies by omission
Drop
Beep
Drop
Beep
My life is poetry
As I stand upon the street
Under grey skies
The rain
Drops
My heart beats
Between the
Rain drops
And
Car beeps
Desperation for the correct
Conversation
To be had
But can't be
No matter how
carefully thought
The wielded blow
It shall
Meet again with
In the battlefield
Shielding itself by
Mundane thwarts
To carefully wielded blows
While
Secretive actions
Create a faction
Of dissatisfaction
On a mission
Trailing behind
Lies by omission
My life is poetry
Falling in every
Drop
Echoed in every
Beep
Under grey skies
As I stand upon the street
While I wish
My sky
Would just
Stop falling...
Brandy "Poetryee Queen" Facey Copyright © 2011 All Rights Reserved.
I am Evolving Work of God, and my work mirrors my Evolution as a poet and song writer. I write all sorts of poetry, long poems, short ones, and the occasional haiku, but I tend to be more long winded than not. Hip-Hop, Spoken Word, Neo-Soul, R&B, Jazz, and Culture Music are a few of key inspirations. My true passion has always been for poetry, therefore, the works I have posted here represent the fruition of my imaginative mind.
Showing posts with label scattered thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scattered thoughts. Show all posts
Friday, May 13, 2011
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Scattered
running, while hoping
draging, and waiting
merely existing, then sitting
I am undone.
Optimistic sunlight
Pessimistic night silence
I question my purpose
because...
I am a scattered thought
Only really living in scattered and sporadic moments
thriving through a fifteen minute window
a window in the afternoon
when the rays hit me right
For I am not scattered then--
in those moments...
I just Am.
Queen Poetess B © Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved.
draging, and waiting
merely existing, then sitting
I am undone.
Optimistic sunlight
Pessimistic night silence
I question my purpose
because...
I am a scattered thought
Only really living in scattered and sporadic moments
thriving through a fifteen minute window
a window in the afternoon
when the rays hit me right
For I am not scattered then--
in those moments...
I just Am.
Queen Poetess B © Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved.
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