Report, edit, etc...Posted by Screwed on 2006-03-17 at 04:35:06
I don't have that kind of talent
Forgiving you and accepting him
Having the truth in dim
Clouds mask a darkness in our hearts
The brighter our radiance and outside is emitted
The deeper our intertwined lies is knitted
I forecast that tomorrow skies will clear
Though our forecasts often flip
And in the ground remains a scar that rips
Water flows over its pathways brushing our memories
While empty swings push itself in front of the bleeding sky
Still, the stained leaves imprint into the soil as the wet dry
I don't have that kind of talent
--Screwed
Forgiving you and accepting him
Having the truth in dim
Clouds mask a darkness in our hearts
The brighter our radiance and outside is emitted
The deeper our intertwined lies is knitted
I forecast that tomorrow skies will clear
Though our forecasts often flip
And in the ground remains a scar that rips
Water flows over its pathways brushing our memories
While empty swings push itself in front of the bleeding sky
Still, the stained leaves imprint into the soil as the wet dry
I don't have that kind of talent
--Screwed
Report, edit, etc...Posted by fm47 on 2006-03-21 at 02:27:26
That's because your talent is writing 
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Screwed on 2006-03-21 at 04:53:48
Hey thanks for commenting on those other poems as well. I almost thought no one were really interested in them. 
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Mp)Blu on 2006-03-22 at 17:30:28
fm47 is right, your talent is writing. I really like this poem. It seems to be explaining part of my life.
I really like this poem. It seems to be explaining part of my life.