F U C K E D U P C O L L E G E K I D S ------------------------------------------------------- - t h e p o e t r y v e n t u r e - ------------------------------------------------------- Standing on an emotional plain, invisible storm clouds building up overhead, ready to strike the imagination of the mind........... let the poetry flow........ ------------------------------------------------------- Another Time, Another Place I met you Looked in your eyes Pupils defeat you Betrayed your thoughts Connected with your soul Down in the place where only you know Atmosphere changed Almost electric Breathing is deeper Anticipation greater Building Building There is no escaping Hands moist Beginning to tremble Thoughts that are wicked being assembled How long will it last Forever you hope Natural high No messing with dope Mind that is open Body embracing Heart beating faster But no one is racing Touched Slowly and tender Senses ignite Try as you will Can't put up a fight To stop now would hurt Deny fate Desire more Hooked on the bait Set me free Release me I surrender my senses Barriers gone fallen defences Heart Mind and Soul stolen Reward is all mine I stayed with you Only in your mind Another Time, Another Place Friend obiwan Lied You've jabbed that knife into my heart Once again I feel nothing Fuck you, you win You've lied again No big deal I'm used to it by now Not knowing whats real So take your burdon And leave me be I feel nothing No one cares about me Shadow Wolf Broken the rain creeps inside walls caving in all around as i weep inside.. nny fight kick back, turn down the time and focus thinking of a deeper relationship so far gone wondering and hoping to see it return state of happiness often unmatched with bliss came strife, hand in hand the worst of those times still more real than today's fantasy fighting lead to resolution lead to heaven each wanting to show our love could be as fierce as our hate times like those brought such clarity and comfort negated any ill will brought on before boldly cast it aside in favor of emotional balance and physical pleasure these days, i'd kill for those old fights... mea culpa Lighthouse Love? I do not know Torcherd blind, away we throw To capture is the art Only knowing once apart. Flowing veins of emotion Carried away in a vast ocean Lighthouse beacons upon the shore Feelings we cannot ignore The worn & weary thus pass by Only the blinded crash & die. blaise ------------------------------------------------------- E D I T O R S: jericho@dim.com, geekgrl@attrition.org ------------------------------------------------------- to receive new issues via e-mail, send mail to majordomo@attrition.org with "subscribe poetry". if you do not have FTP access and would like back issues, send a list of missing issues and they will be sent. ------------------------------------------------------- A V A I L A B I L I T Y: AnonFTP: FTP.DIMENSIONAL.COM/users/jericho/FUCK/POETRY WWW: http://www.attrition.org/~poetry ------------------------------------------------------- (c) Copyright. All poems copyright by original author. -------------------------------------------------------