child of the other side




@Nirphania; I really like the title. I do not know the song but I will google it. (: I agree with SH, he'll take the high road, I'll take the low road is the best sentence. I really love how it's formulated.
@Loesewies Boterslag; Writing lyrics sucks big time. I've tried several times but up till now I have no success. I like the sentence your poem is based upon. I don't know if I wanted to know what you dreamt about, but the line is great. XD The song worked out pretty well, though I think the verses could have been a little longer (the lines.)
@SH; Explain the title, please! I'm curious. ^^ I like how the poem ends, it's a very strong line. I also like the You built a river ... stanza. It's pretty.

I kind of of dislike my recent poems though I don't know why. They just seem less than my previous ones. And they also seem to have the same subjects. :// Nm. XD Just read and comment.
The first poem is -finally- a sort of nature poem. It's actually a combination of nature and human nature, so that's good. I think.
The second one was more a challenge for myself (to find as much words that rhyme as possible) than a message poem. I think it has some hidden meanings though I'm still trying to figure out most of them. :”)



We all bleed a little

It has been quite a strain
To walk, aghast by rain
Storms and deep sorrow.
There is not a fear I want to borrow
Except the restrain to go on.

There will always be someone better
To talk to, when the weather
Cries grains into the sand.
And far away, in the unknown land
The hammer of today goes on.

The empty world will sing bright
Of revival, inside the sight
Of her own destruction.
For the final blow is an eruption
Of human nature ever go on. 



A moment’s truth

It is a brand new thing
A whisper across velvet skin
I know you do know too
About what we have akin
For a day

The last train closes in
The brakes scraping on tin
You loved the way we looked
When we were slightly too thin
For a day

The vines shaped into a swing
A swine of porcupine green fin
The laugh was laughed venomously
As I used to love our sling
For a day

It is a long forgotten thing
A burning feeling from within
I know you do know too
About what I thought of our sin
For a day


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