>I'm the stranger who awaits
>Someone beyond these boxes so straight
>I contemplate my escape
>Something more than this game
>I can strategize within the framework
>But the aim is still the same
>I want something more
>Something more intense
>More than a metaphor
>Replete with sustenance
>Everyone is trying to settle some score
>Envy hates that come-uppence
>And will remain this way since
>Those who play the board lack substance.


I am definately feeling these lines... don't we all feel that way (sigh)
just remember that the signs
are there from the get go...


I related this poem to loveee.. cuz um that's what I got out of it... but I also get the message that u feel that most people are shallow and superficial.. basically..


A wise man once said.. "love is not a feeling that engulfs you, but rather you don't have to ask for it is already done"

aight.. im shutting up now... nice work! i voted for you man

peash
-Stephani

Essense riterated to shiver me,
Torn between oceans and pools with glass in between,
I am weary and grasping your techniques,
With perspired perspectives
oiling the squeeks
I cannot lye down in a feathered gap,
and picture air-brushed nails
For baby, it only sheens to follicle of every accupunctured/ angered label
and suits wishes of slow-motioned pivots
and bouncing curves with not a word coming from my lips
but we teeter 'tween obscure bliss
blessing a bruise that's braised
breaking at risk......
Me "PunCtuReD BLisS" copywrite @ poetry.com/ best poets of 2002

peace to peotry

BASH WIF MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

fortified with the essential vitamins and minerals

Stephani