A collage of my empty thoughts

Of all the constant rambling

As it festers and as it rots

A chance upon gambling

Inside outside, looking in

As your eyes are closed

Here’s a start, let’s begin

It is evident, I supposed

Long ago and so far away

Wise and so much older

She was told just to stay

But no one could ever hold her

Looking in the mirror

Knowing something’s missing

Feeling something near her

And a constant hissing

When she looks all around

Each and every corner

No one’s there to make a sound

Or even there to warn her

One last walk before she goes

To look from the highest rock

As she leaves someone knows

The door she did not lock

As she walks, he falls behind

Too skillful and so silent

As she tries to clear her mind

Her thoughts are so violent

She arrives to her favorite place

Standing by the edge

As she turns she sees his face

Not knowing of his pledge

She turns again, her back he sees

Holding his pretty knife

no chance to hear her sudden pleas

As he took her life

as he pushed her, she is falling

Painful stinging in her back

Up above he is calling

Hit the ground, sudden smack

Such great pain shot through her head

As she slips away

From above he sees she’s dead

And ready for his pay

One last stop to leave a note

In her unlocked home

A few sweet lines as I quote

Forever as I roam……




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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

kijealy’s Poems (48)

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Rest in pieces 0
never lover 0
never lover 0
the truth to silence 1
of dust and memories 1
drop it all 1
forget about it 0
i nreally don't care 0
twisted mockery 0
wall of ice 0
black rein 0
sweet summer spells 1
knew you knew 1
consumed 0
shadows calling 3
bloody hell 2
see inside my cube.... 0
truely touched 2
wide awake 3
upset 0
twisted 1
tomorrow 0
suicide 1
sober b 4 i started 0
sob story 1
so i'm saved 2
rising up 0
poison 0
perfection doesn't exist 0
passion 0
myself 0
last time 0
a time of waiting 0
july 3rd 0
jibberish 0
inside of you 0
i lost my touch 0
ha-ha! 1
feeding demons 0
endless night 0
drivin around in my automobile 0
dreams 0
darkness 1
closer 0
chatter 1
a bedtime story 4 my sleepy friend 0
3 19 0
collage 0