rivada Posted June 28, 2011 I thought I'd post this (first post ever, here) as it is a home, after all, for plants. ;) Lives turned to cold arrogance the older they became while I stayed strong remembering what happens in the game - With every battle, love comes back just like it did before the flower girls are calling... and they need a voice once more You scoffed at thoughts of liberty at grave mistaken charge boasting of delusions and intolerance at large You see me with my head hung down but can't understand my shame- the flower girls are calling out... asking for me by name Tongues shaven into sharpened blades with anarchy pursued use hate to drown out any hope for lenient attitude. So I'm nothing in your eyes tonight as blindness will condemn- the flower girls are calling me... because I'm one of them. - I wrote that after some jerk called me a "tree huggin' hippie" and put down everything I said if it wasn't with a 100% republican view. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
7baz Posted June 28, 2011 such a beautiful poem. im a tree hugger myself lol just 160 plus bonsai trees i gota hug ever now and then lol Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
botanika Posted June 28, 2011 Good first post and poem, welcome aboard! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
CβL Posted June 29, 2011 "tree huggin' hippie" You say that like it's a bad thing. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
tripsis Posted June 29, 2011 That's a beautiful poem, thanks for sharing it. Good to see that malice can inspire such beauty. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
rivada Posted June 29, 2011 Wow, thanks everybody. I'm g33ked to have stumbled on this little pad. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
bogfrog Posted August 21, 2011 pretty poem from a pretty girl, what a treat Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jebus Posted September 3, 2011 Great poem rivada, got any others? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
