Short Flight Of Stairs Poems
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I finally let my breath out, relieved that the scythe had come and passed, only to turn away and fall down the flight of stairs.
Descending a steel flight of stairs
Dawn breaking through sky so dark
Sun rising as I walk free from stares
On route to the swing set in the park.
Rasputin, known as the Russian mad monk,
Was wandering through the abbey quite drunk,
He was caught somewhat unawares
By a descending flight of stairs,
His long cloak causing an ecclesiastical slump.
When midnight struck
I lost my way
Down a broken flight of stairs
And in the dark
My senses tripped on a vision
Of lucid and infinite horizons
Yet under the misleading staircase
Your bright spirit
Saved me from myself
Form:
everyone stares but never knows
"just ignore them"
is what they say
but it isn't that easy
one day i got pushed
down a flight of stairs
and noone believed me
life is just so hard
maybe if i weren't here then
maybe everything would be better
so goodbye my friends
i'll see you soon
Form:
Your name rolls through my mind like molasses
Tugging and scraping along the surface of my brain
Those six lucky letters nag and drag me down
The way I eat, the way I walk down a flight of stairs
I feel those six letters watching, analyzing, critiquing
To think! Such utter misery born from such a beautiful memory!
Nothing can stop this broken record now
Not time, not fate, not God himself
can stop this ugly sound.
When Our Time Has Come
Is it Sweet Dreams or Sweet Nightmares
And Can We Tell
As Who's the Hunter Or the most Hunted
Or Maybe It's just Who is Wanted
Up Here, Down There, Who Really Cares
As it's Just Another Flight of Stairs
Up Or Down, Which Way to Go
None Of Us really Knows
And Where Do we All Eventually Dwell
As I For One just Can't Tell
If There Is a Heaven
But I do believe there is a Netherworld
DAMO
flying through a dream
try to grab what's real
it all just spins away
exploding in clouds of confusion
doomed to search the endless voids
never finding what I seek
feel the screams coursing through me
all of those tears left unshed
carbonated emotions
bouncing down a flight of stairs
tighten the cap on my sanity
could this be reality
wake me up from this dream
if only it was just a nightmare
whispers from nowhere
they're speaking without a sound
Form:
She was the top-of-the-mark. A movie star. Wore dark glasses.
Wore a smile on her face no matter what.
Even after she lost her first baby
Because her husband threw her down a flight of stairs.
He is arrogant, rude, revered by his fans. A bully.
Prances around with an enormous ego.
Watching her out of the corner of his eyes
In case she missteps or gets out of line.
Sometimes the glamour we see
Exhibited for us, on a red carpet
With flashbulb happiness
Is not the real story.