Fate

Member since 2003 · Posted 12 Mar 2003 · 8 comments

Broken hearts on silver tongues, Falling souls from broken rungs, This is music to her ears, My solitary falling tears, Dropping down at wounded knee, And Judas hanging from a tree, Fear and hope like diseases spread, Mao Tse-tsung and a book thats red, Fates path we follow through the night, Like blind old men with hope for sight, And when we come to the final mile, We sit and wonder about that while, How our life on this single road, Exacts a toll make us carry load, Drop your burden and leave this path, Break fates rules subdue her wrath,

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[7] horus8 12-Mar-03/5:36 PM Reply

Boy, when you pick your titles you really go out on a limb. That should be your next title "limbs".

[4] lastobelus 13-Mar-03/6:08 AM Reply

jingle jangle, words to mangle
hist'ry with my shit be-spangle
fate really doesn't give a fuck
'bout anything, it's all just luck

[6] Ranger › lastobelus 15-Mar-03/2:29 PM Reply

Ha ha ha!

[6] Ranger 15-Mar-03/2:32 PM Reply

Needs less of the images and more elaboration on the ones you keep. Try keeping it simpler-less 'varied' but with more realistic ideas. My earlier poems are like this but I've learnt from them-you could do the same.
I also think you should write a poem called 'Limbs', damn fine idea Horus old boy.

[10] lunar 16-Mar-03/1:54 PM Reply

bit random stamp deary - its all a bit hopeless nowadays huh?

[10] lunar 5-Apr-03/9:19 AM Reply

Whos it about?

[n/a] Dostoyevsky › lunar 5-Apr-03/10:33 AM Reply

its about fate its self the images are of fate its all inter-connected, GOD you people so obcessed with intricate things that you cant take it for face value

[0] Yardbird 13-Apr-03/12:57 PM Reply

Dear God! How shite are you? 0.