Poetic-Verses
~Just a Decoration~
it's been said, Nothing matters anymore..
it's been spoken softly in my ear..
I love you..where have you gone, why aren't you near?
Fairy lands of Love, guns in the hands of queers..
If you believe thoughts are real, and things are lost
And found year after year..
Then you know what it means, to have lived..
Gently come to a light of understanding..
So bright, it blinds my eyes to the sight..
And so I build a dream, upon staircases
that spiral to the Sun..Part of me questions..
Am I right am I wrong..Faith is real enough..
Self realization, as I sail off on my vacation..
On a Persian Rug and a Russian Blue..
Nothing but pleasure in the eyes of well founded
speculation..
Pale adoration, just a decoration..
That hangs so beautifully upon the wall..
~~the end
by Rick Weber
December 29, 2016
created in the hour of 2357
copy rights reserved 2016(c)
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it's been spoken softly in my ear..
I love you..where have you gone, why aren't you near?
Fairy lands of Love, guns in the hands of queers..
If you believe thoughts are real, and things are lost
And found year after year..
Then you know what it means, to have lived..
Gently come to a light of understanding..
So bright, it blinds my eyes to the sight..
And so I build a dream, upon staircases
that spiral to the Sun..Part of me questions..
Am I right am I wrong..Faith is real enough..
Self realization, as I sail off on my vacation..
On a Persian Rug and a Russian Blue..
Nothing but pleasure in the eyes of well founded
speculation..
Pale adoration, just a decoration..
That hangs so beautifully upon the wall..
~~the end
by Rick Weber
December 29, 2016
created in the hour of 2357
copy rights reserved 2016(c)
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~Just a Decoration~
~Just a Decoration~
