Lyfe till the end
My life is different
More pure, more understanding
I needed a change
This is the beginning
I will never go back
Cause i am seeing what i used to lack
I hated what i used to be
I am glad to feel free
My soul is brighter
My shoulders are lighter
I feel like a dove
Gliding on love
My heart is open
Brand new and now workin
I live life one day at a time
Taking it like it was my last
I make it through with the little i have
And im not even sad
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 |
| Stone | 1 | 02/23/2010 |
| Help | 0 | 02/23/2010 |
| Forget | 0 | 02/23/2010 |
| A Friend | 0 | 02/13/2010 |
| Lyfe till the end | 0 | 12/14/2009 |
| Looking and Searching | 1 | 09/17/2009 |
| Loved & Lost | 0 | 09/06/2009 |
| Heart of Pain | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| Why Do I Even Bother | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| My Angel | 0 | 08/31/2009 |
| Mother Dearest | 1 | 08/30/2009 |
| Brother Where Art thou | 1 | 08/30/2009 |
| Sisters Forever | 1 | 08/30/2009 |
| Remembering the past | 1 | 08/29/2009 |
| Pain without love | 1 | 08/27/2009 |
| Dreams Strike | 1 | 08/21/2009 |
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