BLUE SUN ROOM FILK

SLICEANDDICE

Sin-Eater
Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Here is another poem i would like to submit for the contest


CATEGORY: FILK    TIMES READ: 1950    RATING: 9    SERIES: FIREFLY

I can not travel on

And lose the chains and weights

That bog me down

Find relief and rest

From my job, Destiny

Your burdens are mine

And you pile on more each day

I drag them alone

Scrapping against the ground in passing

Ripping up the stone lining

Then the asphalt and concrete

The chains tangle up

Around my ankels and arms

Reminding each day

Of my duty and mission

Stoping advancement

Preventing me from settling down

My strings to be pulled

Cause of the dramatic effect

Keeping me back

From caressing

Or even touching beauty

More added on

From town to town

Pulling me

Dragging me to earth

Until I offer it my affection

Light kisses of appreciation

Chains will still be added even then

Around my neck

Synching my waist

Dragging our life with each addition

Coming closer to the end

Until the earth spreads out and open

Allowing me entrance finally

COMMENTS

Thursday, February 22, 2007 10:18 AM

BLUEEYEDBRIGADIER


It's great stuff...but I prefer "Asylum" for the choice of your contest entry;D

BEB


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