Adam Bartz Poet Rhyme

In Red

Am I alone?
On da streets shivering cold
My thoughts and hopes growing old
I have nothing else that can be sold

Am I alone?
In depressing times
I drink from satans fragrant wine
Sleeping alone a personal crime

Walking, dreaming, 
Copulate a grand plan for escape
Out of this tunnel 
Burried deep
Under the sands of frosted earth
I want the scent of flowers 
Laced over me 

I am alone
On da streets shivering old
My thoughts and hopes growing cold
I have nothing else that can be told

I am alone
In depressing mind
I drink from satans fragrant crime
Sleeping alone a personal time

Walking, dreaming, 
Copulate a grand plan for escape
Out of this tunnel 
Burried deep
Under the sands of frosted earth
I want the scent of flowers 
Laced over me 

In my garden I rest and create my death bed 
Paint my life crimson red
The end......

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Dr.Ram Mehta November 22, 2010 at 1:18 PM Nice story you have told with self introspective thoughts, Adam

Carol Sunshine Brown November 22, 2010 at 10:31 AM I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Adam. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. You can look to the left side of the main page and find lots of information on PoetrySoup including contests by members of PoetrySoup and contests by the PoetrySoup site also which you as a new member and us oldies also may enter. If you have questions please feel free to ask ANYONE here. We are ALL willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol