Off Course Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

Off Course

Rating: 4.8


Memories fall,
acid rain,
on my head.
Toxic teardrops
of yellow, pink, and red,
as I lie on my bed
dead.

Burning roses
in the sleazy side
of my heart,
what a state of art!
when dreams and life
depart
apart.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roger Bowman 25 November 2006

Off Course is my kind of course, amigo della fuerto anemio Roger

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