HERE I GOA Poem by Phil Roberts
Look at me
Look at me I'm scared into flames And I feel there ought to be a joke round here Somewhere Hold onto me Hold onto me I'm flying into space And I can't find anything that matters here Not anymore Nothing left There's nothing left And I'm losing my grip I could have been a poetic figure Of sorts There's the joke Yes, there's the joke And the joke is undoubtedly on me By Phil Roberts © 2015 Phil Roberts |
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Added on September 23, 2015 Last Updated on September 23, 2015 AuthorPhil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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