Something a little different - credit for draft critique and input goes to 'little sparrow'
In the hall of mirrors
ricochet moments of time
to bare an empty soul
and confront a tortured mind
pumping anger through his veins
he dances tango in steel rain
no mercy for this fallen heart
just close his eyes
and then depart.
He's just another broken bottle
heavy metal on full throttle
locked inside un film de noir
counting every single scar
sat beside his creaky life
empty tears
out of sight - Gangster.
Pumping up the heat of night
cutting through the meat of life
floating on the bleeding edge
no disguise
no defence
drinking up the dirty streets
no illusion
full intent
slicing up a heart of stone
counting every broken bone
no surrender
no repent
shabby mind
filthy stench - Gangster.
Roll the dice don't think twice
sexy woman
full of spice
fully loaded
on the street
no surrender
no retreat
steel on steel
don't be nice
take the bullet
nerves of ice - Gangster.
...and so memories linger
soft silken skin
a perfumed rose
so delicate, so trim
a quiet moment
a feign of remorse
shattered and killed by brutal force
a twisted body
a fallen hand
eyes that never did - understand
he pays the ferryman
every single day
for this life of madness
his chosen way.
So little sparrow
you are all alone
i see it in your eyes
you are far from home.
...shabby mind
filthy stench - GANGSTER!
© Rik - 15/03/2006
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2006-03-17 at 18:14
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Gangster
In the hall of mirrors
ricochet moments of time
to bare an empty soul
and confront a tortured mind
pumping anger through his veins
he dances tango in steel rain
no mercy for this fallen heart
just close his eyes
and then depart.
He's just another broken bottle
heavy metal on full throttle
locked inside un film de noir
counting every single scar
sat beside his creaky life
empty tears
out of sight - Gangster.
Pumping up the heat of night
cutting through the meat of life
floating on the bleeding edge
no disguise
no defence
drinking up the dirty streets
no illusion
full intent
slicing up a heart of stone
counting every broken bone
no surrender
no repent
shabby mind
filthy stench - Gangster.
Roll the dice don't think twice
sexy woman
full of spice
fully loaded
on the street
no surrender
no retreat
steel on steel
don't be nice
take the bullet
nerves of ice - Gangster.
...and so memories linger
soft silken skin
a perfumed rose
so delicate, so trim
a quiet moment
a feign of remorse
shattered and killed by brutal force
a twisted body
a fallen hand
eyes that never did - understand
he pays the ferryman
every single day
for this life of madness
his chosen way.
So little sparrow
you are all alone
i see it in your eyes
you are far from home.
...shabby mind
filthy stench - GANGSTER!
© Rik - 15/03/2006
Poetry by Rik
Read 799 times
Written on 2006-03-17 at 18:14
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