nothing but alone
the depth in which reality has taken a grasp on my very soul is over whelming. darkness collides with the light of day hope fades into the abyss allowing night to suffocate my very essence is this a dream or reality one or another it does not matter im alonePoetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| empty within | 0 | 08/21/2014 |
| pain from the inside | 0 | 09/03/2012 |
| nothing but alone | 0 | 09/03/2012 |
| the pain you caused | 0 | 09/27/2009 |
| who i was | 0 | 07/01/2009 |
| not sure | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
| share it | 1 | 02/02/2009 |
| share it all | 0 | 01/29/2009 |
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