Do you know how long?
Do you know how long we sit?
And wait for that ticket out of here
How long we’ve wished
Just for a way out
Trapped in the agony and irony
We fell asleep
Frail and bold
Our tired bodies weak
Looking for a light instead of running away
Our feathered arms reach
But with our hands lost in flight
How can we grasp our lives?
Do you know how long we’ve tried?
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Microwave Oven | 0 | 10/24/2009 |
| Yellow Melancholy | 0 | 06/12/2009 |
| Do you know how long? | 0 | 06/12/2009 |
| Hon, don't cry. | 0 | 06/12/2009 |
| Autumn sunlight | 1 | 06/05/2009 |
| Waiting for death. | 1 | 05/01/2009 |
| Nonsense | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| Beside the Ocean (Don’t Lose your Insight) | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| Larger Cities Frighten Me | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| List of Mysterious Things; 1.Portland | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
| Yellow flower petal Questionnaire | 1 | 05/01/2009 |
| Walk along the red walls | 0 | 05/01/2009 |
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