What is life?A Poem by Seth DeAlba
What is life?
A dream to be dreamt left alone I was spent but it all is a lie spilt coffee on a tie I wish things would change Left alone and exchanged For nothing Blasting music as I am crafting Crafting masterpieces Based on laughter and lighter places I'm wavy, heavy, changing with my envy Envy of the highest places Lost in tight spaces In my mind I find That I kind -a Don't care what a dare Dare me to die Find that I fly Cry when I sigh Nothing is going to change If you don't let it change A piece d'resistance I might need some assistance For the life that I lost and The life that I find All is connected In a circle of energy Floating past all the imagry I connect Detect Infect The airwaves Wait, is that very strange? No, there is no reasoning nor is there pleasoning for the seasoning Is not quite right, T'is a dreadfull sight of peace broken shattered walls token some times maybe it is changing into a laining faemine All is lost In a sight I cost the highest points Do nothing but dry the joints HAHAHA There is no reasoning with this Just accept it and let it be.
© 2015 Seth DeAlbaAuthor's Note
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Added on July 12, 2015 Last Updated on July 12, 2015 AuthorSeth DeAlbaCOAboutAsk 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..Writing
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