She was a bomb,
Set to blow,
She was wild,
They didn't know,
That she was a walking cataclysm,
A child of the night,
Going through schism,
She was a bomb,
She was wild,
She was feral,
Sweet chasims child,
She was sensitive,
Tender and mild,
Beautiful She,
Of darkness beguiled
About Me
- Djinn
- Im the darkness in the light, Im the leftness in the right, Im the rightness in the wrong , Im the shortness in the long, Im the goodness in the bad, Im the saneness in the mad, Im the sadness in the joy, Im the world youll never see, Im the slave youll never free, Im the truth youll never know, Im the place youll never go, Im the sound youll never hear, Im the course youll never steer, Im the will youll not destroy, Im the half-truth in the lie, Im the why not in the why, Im the last roll of the die, Im the old school in the tie, Im the spirit in the sky, Im the catcher in the rye, Im the twinkle in her eye, Who am I ???
3 comments:
Hey DJINN, who's SHE?
The poem cud have been longer...
By the time the reader gains the momentum whilst reading it...it comes to an end...
hey, I stopped blogging and so did u. BAD! Start writing again...
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