Alright

Alright

A Poem by Seth DeAlba

Stanza's and lines
Parking tickets and fines
Nothing beats a day on the beach
Flows coming from an empty street
Life goes on
Rising like the dawn
Dawn of a new day
Screaming at the empty sky
Oh why
Fly die cry sigh 
Sight 
Locked on target
Going down
Into an abysmal darkness
Darkness 
Left alone wondering where life went
In a dream left to wonder where sight is
Lost alone on the blank page
Written word
Spoken to a crowd of paper
Lost on the shore 
Waiting evermore 
For a Score
A score of men dressed in coats
Black as night 
White as a ghost
Where's the rainbow?
Where should we go?
All alone
Sins atoned
Left in stone
Broken bone
Flight fallen fast from fractured brains left in strange places and stolen dreams
Nothing but a dream
Dreaming of Nothing
Questions asked in a quiet voice
Quite the choice 
Words flowing 
Never ending
Unconnected now connecting
There is a pause
A breathe 
Breathe of life
Lost at night
Found at birth
To the dead's sight 
All is here
Where nothing is
But a lost cause
and an endless plight
Fight the fate
Given on a date
Where life is left alone to live
Live for nothing
But the price is something
Made of glass
Broken pacts
Stolen past
With and endless chance
Wilting 
Sometimes boasting
Boasting cars while living on the edge
I do nothing with a slow dredge
I'm empty
Life's lost its plenty
So unsightly 
Wishing brightly
It just might be
The end.

© 2015 Seth DeAlba


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This is very good. Loved it :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Seth DeAlba

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much :D.
Ellay

9 Years Ago

You're welcome :)

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Ask if you want to know. I enjoy writing poetry, Never have I ever written a book (I want to though.) I am open to most things, I wish to be talked to and to be reviewed. As time goes on my writing w.. more..

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