Saturday, May 23, 2009

Touched

Again, those fervent vibrations
My heart slowly turning blind
Unseen, unknown constellations
I'm getting lost in your mind

Under the stars I want to lie
Watch them as they're bleeding milk
On your soul I want to get high
Touch your hand, it's sweet as silk

Be my sacrament in this grim
Deflorated underworld!
In the fountain of life we'll swim
And we'll ride the thunderbird!

I would offer you everything
But yea I'm nothing at all
I just have the Icarus-wings
Determined to let me fall

I can't deal with my emotions
Sorry, I'm not worth a glance
Ignore my pathetic notions
You just caught me off balance

7 comments:

Alev said...

Omg, I never saw the mood change in the middle of a poem before... xD Really good though, good job!

Lone Poet said...

How come you didn't? :D Thanks anyway, I'm glad you at least care about my poems. :DD

Horst said...

She is not the only reader of your blog, my... old... friend...

I've been searching you since you have dissapeared. Now I'm understanding, why are you so far away from your(my)secret fortress, but be carefull, I've falled again to the unending darkness. I trapped in the chariots of flame and madness, be my companion in this mad run.

Lone Poet said...

I have not disappeared, in fact...

But if you have fallen under the sway of the same madness we've once shared, maybe we should revive those "olden days"...

Amin hosseini nasab said...

wow a strange poem...

"getting lost in your mind" wow

"bleeeding milk" wtf?

"I'm not worth a glance" :PP

its amazing jamrik :D

Lone Poet said...

Thank you. :D

And the stars bleeding milk... dunno, I was just out of my mind, probably. :P

And yeah, I'm not worth a glance. :P

Amin hosseini nasab said...

shut up :PP