A Daze

There is really no description for this except that I thought of it in the middle of my science class. So...read if you'd like

 

Sing me the song in which we sleep

Dozing off into waterfalls of perfection

Then landing into a dark shadow of passion

Far away from comprehension

Never aware of the agony we put others through

Ignoring the cries of disapproval

In reality, none of the songs are real

We are the ones who cry out disapprovals

Moving our bodies to the sound of a harp

As others sell themselves to the songs

I can feel the vibrations flowing through my veins

Don't blind yourself with curiosity

Because when the blades fall

Nothing will matter, and the songs will gently shatter

Fading silently as your hands commence shaking

And your legs violently quiver

Then we'll whisper the song in which we sleep

Dozing off into waterfalls of perfection

Author's Note

Ignore all grammar problems, tell what you think.

Reviews

[jesseseraph]

rather accomplished ripple of romantic poetry I think, rather more than good Veronica, quite fabulous!

[Catastrophe]

that was beautiful...very calming I should say...
the flow and tone were really significant...and that's what I like about this write...

great Job

[Voice]

I have one thing to say wooooooooooooooow!!!!!!!!!! That is good and you say you can't right your such a liar that is so good my mouth hit the floor not joking�

Voice

[EmpressPoetess]

I like this. It's a really great poem with an interesting theme to it.

[Gathering_Stars]

Ignoring all of the grammar problems I think this is a wonderful poem, although I'm wondering what you mean by don't blind yourself with curiousity.? Isn't our curiousity what pushes us to gain knowledge and to see more clearly? You definately have an interesting writing style and I would like to see more from you.