Stained Glasses
Colors that haste into action and broke into the skies
A miracle
that a breath that can enter within my mouth
Only to exit
Craving hands gather around my face
Madness is settling with the sun
I'm broken and numb
Yet feeling loaded in my heart
So many smiles pass by
I'm breaking a shy sky
Wind tumbling onto my skin
It has begun with the night
A descent with neon glow
My passion explodes with ice
My hands jitter and pause
Eyes followed me here
Their words can't foster
I don't mind that I'm an imposter
I love playing a dangerous game
You can see it when I pull cards from my suit
I hold no character in them
Just a joke, on which I already know I'm the fool
And I'll bring peace once more for myself
(Read backwards now)
About the Creator
KuroHoshi
A Poet, An Artist, and the person who tries to become a living star
I write the about the creatures from underneath my mind
Some are happy, others are truthful, but I'll let you decide what's their fate
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Where's the Glory?
In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
By Cathy Schieffelin6 days ago in Humor
Comments (1)
"Just a joke, on which I already know I'm the fool" This was my favourite line! Your poem reads so well forwards and in reverse!