The Mouse and the Liar

The Mouse and the Liar

A Poem by LivingDeath

This critical time echoes, dogs bark at the air
invading my thoughts, down the bottle I stare,
enchanted they dance, a fistful of fire
roses blood red, the mouse and the liar. 

A moments soft whisper, the person portrays
do I bow to a ruler when my thoughts are ablaze,
where is the passion, through glasses I see
blocked by a window from answers I seek.

To dream the outside, to survive through this life
sooth all the pain, the chips and the strife. 

© 2011 LivingDeath


Author's Note

LivingDeath
I wrote this from 2 completely different lists of 10 words each from 2 different friends. Vin Rutilia and my other friend Tammy.

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:O epic piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I enjoyed this a lot!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Cool& powerful

Posted 13 Years Ago


Loved it. :) Excellent flow and the rhyme scheme was perfect. Keep it up.

Posted 13 Years Ago


You did an amazing job. Very well penned.

Posted 13 Years Ago


easy to follow, grat poem

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Rae
This is awesome! Love the flow, love the rhyme, keep on writing!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Outstanding flow! :)))

Posted 13 Years Ago


love the rhyme :)
great work :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


it's really good :) love the way you rhyme it.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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LivingDeath

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