Only angry poetry for you,
my dear.
I have only songs of lament.
Your near but its hard to see you,
hazy grey spotted fuzz of an image,
of one once so great.
Nothing tangible to my old role-model.
Hush my harsh words, for i will once regret.
Prove me wrong, because i love you.
Posted on January 30, 2010 at 8:36pm —
Corrupted nest, you are queen by technicality.
Smiles seem like smirks,
laughs like a mockery.
I push and reject you,
yet need and refuse you.
I will regret this one day.
Spawn of my seed, I live for your dissapointment.
Laugh lebanon, I wear you on my face.
Posted on January 24, 2010 at 9:43pm — 3 Comments