I did this for an assignment in class.........tell me what u think..........The times of the Romantic, and not the love kind
Society’s hallucination drug
Tell them kick rocks like their walking on boulders
Cause my legs worn out like the worlds on my shoulders
Look, Acid rain’s falling down
And I see no working light bulbs around
Just the devil’s smiles, the devil’s grins
A writer’s mind, a pad and pen
Advil, Tylenol, and hallucinogens
I feel a charge, a rush, an answer
As I’m dying from society’s cancer
I have the mind of a romancer
With a little boost from experience
A mind of euphoria is the definition of difference
If it could all be better in an instant
So I look through the pages of a blank book
And began writing about the souls society took
I see rainbows that are rare now a day
No black no white, no skies of gray
So now I tattoo society’s issues
Wiping my nose with thin tissue
For I sneeze at society
For it doesn’t agree with me
So we contrast, like water and oil
When I think of it my blood boils
My perception is truth regardless of substances abused!
Ha , A comedic drama…society is…..I’m so amused!
White paint, red noses
Fake smiles, Lame poses
And it’s hard to focus
So I think outside the box of notice
I notice more, or maybe I’m hallucinating
Kevon Crute
Wow, Kevon, this was abstract and artistic and well written, I thoroughly enjoyed
the wording as well as the way you described insight, draws the reader to depthful
pondering, and leaves them looking into colorw defining belief, faith, truth
abd perspective, the depth delivers with design and wording. many favorites lines.
A writer’s mind, a pad and pen
Advil, Tylenol, and hallucinogens
I feel a charge, a rush, an answer
As I’m dying from society’s cancer
I have the mind of a romancer
With a little boost from experience
A mind of euphoria is the definition of difference
I really enjoyed this poem. I hate to say "Thinking outside the box" because the more it is said out of context the more it loses its meaning, but you have really seen our culture from the outside. And I think a lot of people that claim to get it, really do not.
What I took from this well written poem is that your hallucination is actually the true understanding of the smoke and mirror illusions of the world around us.
I look forward to reading more
At first I did not get it, then I had to step outside of my middle-aged white guy mind. The poetry of the work is without question. It was more the social commentary that left me wondering. Still not sure I understand all the metaphors but that is more my limitation I think. You prove there is more to the world than what we know from just our small portion.
It is impressive to say the least. I look forward to reading more of your issues.
This poem has the natural rhythm of a song, but I think you know that. I like what it had to say and how you said it. My favorite lines: I see rainbows that are rare now a day, No black no white, no skies of gray
I've been writing as a Poet for about a year now, as a constant. I love it! Poetry is me..I have seen progression from My First real poem "Feelings" to poems of now.I love feed back and reading Poetry.. more..