Rhythm
From enemy to friend,
Smashed hearts strive to mend,
How simple this all could be.
Not what I expected,
Too much sweetness detected,
And I still don't know quite why you want me.
It's in the morning, gone one
My night's all out of fun
Once again turn to poem and rhyme.
Sweet scents on cold sheets
Refusing all the defeats
Just give me my moment to shine.
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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| Roll On, Nightime. | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| Scratch It Out, Start Again. | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| Until You Understand | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| High Stakes | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| I Would, Would You? | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| Drunken Truths | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| Bile and Riot | 0 | 05/12/2010 |
| Break You | 0 | 04/04/2010 |
| The Latest Fall | 0 | 12/24/2009 |
| Venom | 0 | 12/24/2009 |
| Habits of a Lifetime | 0 | 12/24/2009 |
| Raise Your Glasses | 0 | 12/24/2009 |
| In Dark Sleeps and Starlight | 0 | 12/24/2009 |
| Getting my back up | 0 | 12/24/2009 |
| Next Time Around | 0 | 10/18/2009 |
| Walk With Me | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Butterfly Stitches | 1 | 10/05/2009 |
| Rhythm | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Starting to Cave | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Run Me Ragged | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Boat to the Shore | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| I've Got No Reply for You | 1 | 10/05/2009 |
| Box My Sin | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Forsake Me | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Fall Apart To A Lullaby | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| A Release of Sorts | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| Hide the Moon | 1 | 10/05/2009 |
| Where I've Always Been | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| I Can't Do It Again | 1 | 10/05/2009 |
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