When I see your face
When I see your face.
I can see the light.
Your never scared even at night.
His face is so pure.
as is his soul.
He's like a god to me.
And he isn't even grown.
His future is bright.
even though is legs are short.
He is my son.
I call him sport.
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.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Ball till you fall | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| THE WRONG CHOICE ! | 0 | 06/03/2009 |
| A road full of tears | 3 | 06/02/2009 |
| When I see your face | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
| My past is dark | 0 | 06/01/2009 |
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