Political conversations and complications.

bigorangedan · #1 (**permalink**) Dec 22, 04

wreathed in righteous flame
I stand upon my soapbox
and watch it burn around me
in the distance
faintly
I hear a fiddle playing
I am the effigy of my dreams
and the fuel of my fears
but standing here
I can feel no heat
see no light
but I know its there
for it sucks the breathe from me
as if I were running from my life
leaving me winded in desire and despair

dapimpstress · #2 (**permalink**) Dec 22, 04

werd^

G-Style · #3 (**permalink**) Dec 22, 04

Ok way too much too think about when i'm hung over and still on my first coffee!

Ragga_Wh0re · #4 (**permalink**) Dec 22, 04

^thats no excuse my frand for I am in the same boat minus the coffee...SUCK IT UP PRINCESS.

ps:rad fucking poem.

wreathed in righteous flame
I stand upon my soapbox
and watch it burn around me
in the distance
faintly
I hear a fiddle playing

^^^^my fav^^^^^

sungoo · #5 (**permalink**) Dec 22, 04

very impressive.
kudos to you.

Rayeine · #6 (**permalink**) Dec 24, 04

very nice..keep on posting!

maztraz · #7 (**permalink**) Dec 24, 04

Over the dark sky that haunts my colorfull dreams

dreaming
bref moments
is so much more healthier.
the poisonous flower$
poison trying to affect under dictatorial
the dark smoke sticking to the lung
step into the persuasive mudd no more
crushing to the bottem line.
say ''power of solution''
solution of democracy
democratic minds
will they be as strong to resiste the seductive green$ ?

Beyond that
every day roses of love
true values of forgivness.
make it a dream and no longer dark clouds