Best Historyred Poems

Red Carpet Grave

im not sure where i am going
this red carpet grave calling
fancier things deny me
of finer things
i cannot be
all these strings pulling me
to a lie called destiny i do not believe
i surely hope the kiss is sweet
forever
the red carpet grave greets me
life lessons
sour sweetness
where else does wisdom lay
venom on its teeth
the aisles of the movie store
where men are gods
watching over victoms
learning how to perform properly
where else does the secret of life lie but in the se4al of fate
of these wisdoms robbed from history
the simpler things we thought we were not recieving
lost in the midst of the red carpet grave calling
calling the million dollar man
by no other name but his own
whilst they call themselves hollywood
by his name alone