OT: Oh God, Not Another Poem...

[Kitteh]

Sorry

This one is all about the restrictions that my health puts on my life; such as relationships, basic things like swimming, sedation and my lack of 'life'. I find writing these poems helpful, and appreciate it when you guys give me feedback on how they sound Decided not to make it overly rhymey this time^^


I watch her as she smiles brightly
Without a trouble in the world
My heart longs to join with hers
But that is not my place nor purpose
I am the heir to the Dead Forest
Kingdom of none

They split the sea like Moses
I split my skin like Hades
The cool refreshing, icy plunge
Is of the impossible to me
I am the heir to the Dead Forest
Kingdom of none

My body fails me once more
As sleep lures me upon it's trail
Missing all that takes place around me
With shuttered eyes and mind
I am the heir to the Dead Forest
Kingdom of none

As night fades, dawn rises
Yet this is no new universe
God's anger at greedy Man
The price is left, mine to pay
I am the heir to the Dead Forest
Kingdom of none

Hear me now my people
The Exodus has begun

[djmbbandie]

You could probably make a collection with all these poems and sell it as "The poem collection of the SPF".

Have you thought about publishing these?

[Fabian]

So, uhm, Kitteh containment thread anyone?

[Kitteh]

Each night, I write the new one in a nice little notebook I got, and when it's full I thought I could 'try' and publish it as something like 'Borderline Nights'.

[TheReadMenace]

I'm not much for poetry (I'm too literal; symbolism isn't my forte), but as a representation of your works I think the title Borderline Nights is excellent. And I'm glad that you're comfortable sharing these intimate moments with us.

[Dudzy]

I like it, and will also agree that Borderline Nights is a great title. Though even if you never publish its a great thing to do.