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January 05, 2007
Poetry by: Christine
IM FEELIN KINDA FUNKY......
sometimes it seems..
to me...
that people just...
dont think...
they say stuff...
they dont mean...
and it smashes...
peoples dreams...
like sometimes...
when we dance...
they just...
seem to laugh...
but were feelin...
funky...
and were....
feelin kinda...
fresh...
god i just cant....
take this...
smile off my...
face...
i used to feel...
quite low...
and sometimes....
wouldn't talk....
but now im....
feelin funky....
skippin...
as i walk...
and my smile....
makes me high...
with music by...
my side....
and when i....
see them below...
i reach for their...
spirit...
but they...
just dont get it...
but still...
no child left behind...
and...
this time you....
can believe it...
all you gotta do...
is keep love...
in your heart....
wrap it up....
and lock it...
anytime you need it....
it takes you for a ride...
dont worry...
these words...
confuse me too...
but these...
words are my soul...
im just lettin....
you know...
what my heart...
has to say...
god...
i just cant phase...
this...
i feel so...
good today...
Posted by i220 at January 5, 2007 08:24 AM
Comments
Pull me up girl.
I'm feelin' outta this world,
Like I'm floating in a trance.
Dance?
I can barely walk through this mud.
Whenever I try to bud,
Some One bites the tip of the branch,
Rips me,
And leaves me like a dud;
Floating in the suds of pity.
Life's a hard played game in this city.
The gritty may survive,
But, at what cost?
What is lost?
So.
Your words are ever so much my escape,
Partially undo the rape.
Keep rhyming and we'll all hide under your cape,
Until we are ready,
Steady,
And we can change it already.
All love.
Posted by: M.C.Free at January 7, 2007 08:41 AM