Monday, March 5, 2012

The poetry of day to day life:



However, you try to fathomm
It is still doubtful of the chasm
Fanciful reason of money making ambition
Dumb struck by the hourly recognition

Contradictory feelings of sarcasm
Gnawing on the grandeur of the possum
Stop over, think it over and over
And reach the conclusion that it's really lower

Working class textures of marvel
They treat it like a gravel
Allow me to introduce the structure
And then you realize the architecture

Shallow feelings of acute hunger
The hunger is down to follow the bunker
It leads straight to the stereo
A wound up machine by Mr. Mysterio

Cookies in the jar are breathing chocolate
The air is filled with weary consumate
Its heavenly at times and deadly gorges
Like a vineyard full of oranges

Tra la la, the year goes by
Not a day you don;t look at the sky
Its calm and composed and blue and poised
And on rainy days it even soils

Some speak out of an urge of evolution
Some out of sheer resourceful frustration
And that is the singing rainbow
Her's is a hand of a beautiful mellow

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