Tuesday, 31 August 2010

society

















seagulls screech


slip
from the madness ~ of your sanity
shift
into the realms ~ own your reality
is
what is you ~ me




click
we open up ~ to nothing
that binds us ~ buttercup




wear
your discarded self ~ polish the clouds
hide
where you try ~ dig them up
churn
stale ~ fearful pride




rooted
in ancestries ~ who is this
you think ~ you see




as you cling
to targets ~ for insanity.


8 comments:

Natural Moments said...

Some of the sanest people in the world may be those who have lost their minds, allowing them to find their hearts once more.

Beautiful Poem.....

CIMPOACA LAURENTIU said...

nice photos

GreenWhisper said...

that's so true Natural Moments.. beautifully put. and thanks, i almost didnt post it - which had me questioning why...:)

thanks Laurentiu.

Suzi Smith said...

oh... this is haunting... i like! Great photos too x

Costea Andrea Mihai said...

i like the mood! great compositions!

GreenWhisper said...

thanks both.. :)

Momo Luna said...

I'm glad you posted this. Very beautiful, poem and photo's.

GreenWhisper said...

thanks Momo Luna :-)

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