Crown of Thorns

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    • is listening to music hoping it can help the bordom

    Crown of Thorns

    I am drawn to her.
    Obsession has taken full Force.
    And in the night I
    Creep through the rooms,
    Searching for that careless Soul.
    But I don’t find her;
    I never do.
    I look through the pictures;
    Tracing her tormented life that’s related to my own.
    Hoping that one-day she’ll give
    Me the answer.
    No number to call.
    No address to write.
    I’ve lost her.
    I need to be cured,
    Without her I am no one.
    I carry no love around her;
    Only my heart and friendship that has been given to everyone.
    She’s selfish.
    In her golden chair
    She curses anyone who disagrees with her.
    I am not drawn to her.
    I am disgust by her beauty.
    Foolish girl in love with what she can’t have.
    She envies me.

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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.

    Tison’s Poems (27)

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    For Old Times Sake 0
    Falling Behind 0
    Only To Be Lost Inside 2
    No Turning Back 1
    Malice's Obsession -3
    Inside 1
    Guilty 3
    Green Grass 2
    Good-Bye 0
    Eternal 1
    Completeness 0
    Calamity 0
    Calamity 0
    No Better Than I 0
    He's Not Telling Me 2
    For the Courage and for the Brave 0
    Crown of Thorns 0
    Temporary 2
    White Locus 0
    Warrior 0
    Smiles Strangle Me 0
    For You 3
    To You I am 1
    Where I Stand 0
    Miserable 2
    Lasting Moments 0
    Bad Habits 3