Raindrops on a Leather Cat by metroidfan12, literature
Literature
Raindrops on a Leather Cat
Yeah, its over now,
The rain has all washed up.
I try to go without
The thoughts of yesterday
And pray for the hopes of tomorrow.
Yeah, its over now,
I can see the clouds clear.
When I am beside myself,
Laying on the broken swings of life,
I wonder if its all right,
If Ill keep going,
Like some wind-up toy.
Pick me up, put me down, turn me upside down,
It doesnt matter.
Yeah, its over now,
But is it honestly?
I paid my dues, havent said a word, kept myself in line,
But where is the real end?
Jaded eyes of beautiful serenity,
Enclosed in a veil of pure heaven.
Her smile is like the brightest star,
Ever shining until the end.
Oh, how I wish I could yet grasp
That which is so far away,
To touch her face,
Longing to see her beauty, her smile.
She is so very close,
Yet so far.
It is told that heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey,
But I have longed for too long.
Oh, dear Lord, grant that this may happen soon,
For I could not last,
Until we are together forever in heaven.
Your true insanity hides you still
While you search yourself within
Fused as one upon the solid ground
You confuse yourself as all around
The raging crowd begins to round
And you discover
The wonders
Of insanity.
And as you begin to develop this alter ego
Learn to be thankful
If madness wears the crown
Of this painted clown
From the many great wonders
Of insanity.
The Moon
In that deepest fortitude of that night
The strange stagnant air represses my soul
Like the ghastly shadow illuminating my chamber.
I lie there
In my solicitous state,
Confining the hindrance of my being,
As I find myself struggling to observe
This great and unnatural sight
Which has distraught my soul.
Many a night
I have felt this feeling
Which I know not of.
It has crept upon the shadows of the strange night,
Foreboding all living things upon its invasion.
Like a bubonic plague,
It seeps eerily down beneath me,
Quoting "Arise, arise."
Now this hath wrung my being a many times,
Upon which intent I know not.
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Money
The root of all evil
Delirious,
Greedy demon born from the womb of death.
Cunning, deceitful
Evil incarnate.
Can't seem to get enough,
Always out for more.
Stash it away before somebody steals some.
Lambourghinis, mansions, football teams,
What more can you expect?
Think you can have it all,
Think you're better than everyone else,
Having to climb the ladder
Trying to be the best.
But you fall
And like everyone else
You become damned by your faults
And you wonder why, how,
I was just beginning to have a good life
And you begin to think of
Your selfishness
And as your life plummets
You finally realize
It never
Current Residence: Dream Land Favourite genre of music: classic rock Favourite style of art: furry, fantasy Operating System: Vista MP3 player of choice: Ipod Nano Favourite cartoon character: Toon Link Personal Quote: I Lose.
So yeah, I'm back at my college in PA, and nothing new has changed...I still cannot do any art, but maybe that could change next semester! But for now, I'm just working on poems or other little things, so you might hear something sometime around this month (or not). It all depends on how I feel! And yes, I am still active on DA (if anybody really actually cares). But depending on how much freakin' nursing work takes out of my soul meter, I don't know.
Anyway,
I'm back, and eager to write a poem or story....just let me know if you think of something!
-metroidfan12
I'm in college.
I'm old.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
No, it's not really that bad. Well, although I might not physically see my friends, the internet is available to communicate with mis amigos. So, TALK TO ME!!!
JK
It's already July, and I've only updated a few things. I haven't been working much, so I have become idle and lazy! -.-
I have a few people's e-mails, so I hope I can chat, especially since most of my friends are off to college. Anyway, you can find a couple pictures in my gallery, and maybe a good poem or two.
Ciao,
Pablo