M Y - P O E T R Y

Blossom.

The sun is rising...
The day doth break.
It's time to rise,
To bring on shape.
I'll spread my arms,
And open wide,
I'll stand up straight,
Watch passers by,
But soon the day,
Will come to end,
I'll goto sleep,
My wounds will mend,
As moon takes place,
And sun sets down,
I'll close my arms,
My petals bound.

©1997 Insanity Inc. ©1997, black heart. H.Luck.

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A short disclaimer :
It has been known for people to take offense to my poetry...
And think i'm a twisted black individual... who is arrogant and distasteful...
This is not true (well, for the most part!) and if you do find anything i write offensive,
please, please don't write to me and tell me, or complain.
As a poet, i have poetic licence! :) ... i'll write what i want,
and if you don't like it... Don't read it!!! :)


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