• Anger
    • Prophecy
    • is writing a is undiscolsed until i get it patented

    Hush quiet...don't stop the waves let em' roar, that's an obstacle at sea. No... stand still just let the ground shake you down, give you balance wait and see. don't scream let the flames burn your flesh, that way you feel no pain. hurry hurry go talk to a brick wall that way you learn not to always gain. throw yourself into the knives let them pierce your skin, stab yourself in the back, lock youself in a box and learn wat you'll lack. So where do I turn when all four walls around me are burning, I head down. but the floors beneth me they start to rumble and tumble, I look around. I refer to my words above to find a way to escape, but found no way out I mean wat have I learned? I know my position (an obstacle at see), I know to stand still (balance wait and see), I know nothin else that will hurt(flames burn your flesh, you feel no pain), I know my fate is concealed (learn not to always gain), I know it is my own hand that took me here(stab yourself in the back), and now I know wat I've lacked , a person to comfort me and come to my rescue. I know these now, but not before. my head hangs hopelessly with no one to give my last touch so wat did I teach my self? Just....Hush

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

    Prophecy’s Poems (9)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Hope 2
    Fallen 2
    I come to you.... 1
    submit and let go 1
    Luminance (mislead and lost) 0
    A Simple Look 1
    Jinxed 1
    Hush 0
    Bustin Loose 1