I Find No PleasureA Poem by Aziz Luther
Mama's eyes are full of hope
My mind is stuck thinking of dope Battles won are the ones that are fought Even when most do fall short Of glory, though I've heard stories Slept thru dreams into a dark morning Recording, only my life story On nothing but a pen, paper and a memory I forget who I gotta be no one serves a reminder No one sees my past I can only go back rewind it But that remote I cannot find it Pass I 49ed it Overthrew blamed em for holding But know better that pressure of a giants Is bigger than that of Goliath Winners keepers, losers weepers Finders seekers © 2013 Aziz Luther |
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Added on September 4, 2013 Last Updated on September 7, 2013 Tags: depression, dependence helplessness AuthorAziz LutherPhoenix, AZAboutI'm Chris. I have always thought of poetry as painting in words. Giving precise details with a shower of metaphors, taking a reader on a journey, making the reader understand the poet. I have always l.. more..Writing
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