Monday, May 19, 2008

Viscious Circles

Clamouring thoughts demand attention

Images of you, unnecessary distortion

As reality waits with its head bowed

I long to run away to safer places

As reality approaches steadily

I wish for our childish illusions to stay

Would love to give what I'm holding back

If you could accept the morals I lack

Would hate to give you up again

If only this moment would forever remain

Love. Need. Prayer. Friend. Love

Viscious Circles consume what's left.

6 comments:

Lucid Darkness said...

It's a pity that we run around in circles, trying to stall time that way, and realise that there's no alternative to growing up. Heh.

Rejoy Panakkal said...

"images of you, unnecessary distortion"

yeah... he's standing in front of a carnival mirror alright...

i quaver said...

distortion! did u see the post in my blog?
was my last month's word infact.
gimme a word for june.

Impressionist said...

Wow!
I simply love ur poetry!
been long since i came here, how've u been?
I have been busy lately, will catchya sometime soon

-I

death becomes him said...

i accept

tHe_NeW_cYnIc said...

I so wish.. we could have are childish illusions with us forever, that way it would hurt so much lesser.

How have you been?