Dexsta Ray

Gold Star - 13,535 Points (March 8,1994 -)

Slave Of Roses - Poem by Dexsta Ray

Her: 'This MAN has a car, a house, money… tell me
What do you have? '

Her: 'I'm sorry, but I'm happy and I don't love you anymore…
You'll find somebody else.'

Her''Bye.. Ye.. Ye'

I: 'Alright'

Monetary time, spent, like reflection
I know…
The right complexion, chai
Monastery, mind
Flow
Trekking
Up the rise, slow
Struggles of human essence
I'm slain back
About to see the pain, that pressure
On the brain
Crumbled
Say
A maze for suckers, no problem
Restrained the golem
Dropped a couple bible verses, slight change
But something deeper though… converted to the Light
More wholly
So to console me, strike matches
Smite magic, the havoc
Smoking the old
Me…
So you show me how to fold me
Cold and noting
Lonely, wanting that
Walk into the forest, all distorted
With the potent
Laughs…
Broken man, stoned to death by the truth
A lot of words long within
Molded shells by
The you
Enrobed in hell, told that heartstrings break
I was close to death
Never loved so
Hard
Shards, the breaking, in the soul, the self
Covered, dark, bugging
Several stages
Never state them all, but greatly was the stall, from that wall
Thought the loyalty, would sought the
Joy for she
But after all, it was a boring thing, too
Uncoordin-ing for you
Accrued in
Time…
But I could've sworn you had the same view as mine
But what somebody else had was
More appealing to the
Eyes…
It was then, I fixed within the bin of being friends
Tossing in a lot
But unlidded, since it can span
Or fill, to drop so, being the end of locked down,
Moved on, well, I tried
But it killed, you
Not 'round…
But I had to, I used to love it when the Spirit grabbed you
Now I think a truth discovered's better
Than just half soothe…
Without the lights, cars, money, just a nice heart
Coming up, with nothing
Was a nice start… it might part
Abruptly, if I fight
Smart
I'll touch the spirit riches though, and see the angels
Light arch, Jesus love the whole world
Though sight's dark
Promises, unbroken, 'less it's broken by
The eyeing heart

Slave of roses

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 26, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, October 26, 2015


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