Endless pain, drinking shame
All those orgies and those names
Wreaking my brains.
Erased the cigarettes puff by puff
Looked for joys, forever in trance
Life was nothing but a diamond dance
Mary Jane was the only friend
In her arms, I found solace
Never wanted I, to expunge the haze
Pauper from a prince, I became
The extravagance was now all gone
And only the tatters remained
Those bigots looked at me with visions of thorn
All this idiocy, couldn’t change me
For it was, me just being me
Life to me was a two-dollar whore
I let it be, I let be
3 comments:
Quite a powerful thought!!! But, again, not expressed well. Check out lines 4 and 5.
The theory behind diamond dance is quite good. But, I am not sure whether you are thinking the same as I. The "visions of thorn"; umm, I understand the intended expression. But, I don't think this qualifies.
You come up with some good themes. Try expressing them in an easy fashion. I thought you decided to do so, didn't you? Any ways, keep it up!!!
I'm following your advices.
Trying to keep them simple.
I'm working on some good themes, but guess somehow, never manage to do justice to them.
Thanks for reading and posting your comments
Good thought but I think ti could be expressed in a much better manner!
Some minor errors here and there, otherwise it's good!
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