Poem -
Songs Of Infamy
I hear illustrious choirs
All singing my name
Arrow pointed fingers pointing
At the one who they blame
I shot the devil with my
Rage six barrel of bane
And with that heathen on the floor
I feel not one ounce of shame
For he's the reason people suffer
And I suffer the same
I walk a long bleak road
Even if through hell
I'll still find myself here
With more stories to tell
I've been exiled for I knew
An eye for an eye
Could steal a good man's soul
And turn the whole world blind
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Comments
Wow dude!!.........you took some serious "stretches" with wording here!! (in breaking with rules of grammar I mean).........I friggin' LOVE IT!!.........pushing the limitations..........messing with words poetically........there are the seeds Curious Onlooker brilliance here....."I shot the devil with my rage six-barrel of bane.." is off the hook brother!!.........you constantly test the eyes-to-brain interpretation of words...........smokin' grooves man!...........you've got style!!..............well done my friend..............Love and Rockets!!.........T xo
Thanks Tony, pushing the limits is what being human is all about...sometimes unfortunately anyways thanks for coming by and showing love, hopefully I'll be able to come back and converse and stick around for a while
CO
Hello Curious My Friend...
Great write!
Glad you're back...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Thanks Sparrow, it's good to see everyone checking out my work as I come back
, thank you so much
Bro, I couldn't expect any less than this. Keep up your work your skills are like a blade that can cut through anything
Thanks J bird, I hope you continue to keep growing and improving I could expect nothing less of one who followed my poetry at such a young age