human paraquat
Ex-Bluelighter
- Joined
- May 25, 2004
- Messages
- 1,067
a heart which sought laudation lies
a fruit uneaten, a moaning seed,
bespeckled by its efforts...done,
so now it chooses down to fall.
to land in soft discovery that
most fruit goes uneaten, that
the plucked one goes untasted,
often choosing to entreat the flies.
so the heart which seeks laudation dies!
now a plum gone black
its plumness passed and done in time,
transformed into a bleeding wine.
its sweetness once overlooked
in bittersweet precocity.
a fruit uneaten, a moaning seed,
bespeckled by its efforts...done,
so now it chooses down to fall.
to land in soft discovery that
most fruit goes uneaten, that
the plucked one goes untasted,
often choosing to entreat the flies.
so the heart which seeks laudation dies!
now a plum gone black
its plumness passed and done in time,
transformed into a bleeding wine.
its sweetness once overlooked
in bittersweet precocity.
