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I used to like hippy's......
I used to believe in things
its all dust now

ripped tye dye, and were running low on flower power
were out of lsd but the heroin is still good
its just a needle, just one more needle.

lifes a garden dig it
but plants grow brown and then die.
youll all die and I'll laugh

Ill laugh at all the lemmings running to the sea saying "this is it, one more hit to peace"
I dont care if you like it or not but its the truth. most are burntout the others are dead

and there not laughing.

 

Riding...
Clutching the rifle in your hand
you can, shot if you want
I don't care...
Running...
I ain't been running while i got my pills
You can hit me...
Blast my fuckin' brain out if I care...
Sawn-off...
Your mind is sawn-off with that macho violence...
Kill me...
I

 

Riding...
Clutching rifle in right hand...
You can shoot me...
I'll be only waiting there
Running...
I ain't be runnin' 'cos i got my pills
You can kill me...
Blast my brains out if i care...

Take it...
Take your fuckin' macho violence.
I' ll be on the hippie highwayman...
Robbing people souls...
With flowers holsterd on my belt...
Just take your starbedge bro' take it somewhere else...
The prairie is to small...
For peace and authority.

 

Do you have a cigarette to spare?
thank you so much, it's nice if people share.
i'm broke, my book got trashed,
it's all i had, my life has crashed.
these are the only clothes i have,
and they are borrowed from my dad.
maybe i'll be famous after i die.
my book will become succesful and the critics will cry.
if that's gonna happen, that'll be the day,
but what kind of a title is "On the road" anyway?

 

Uprising elevator blues

Hell, I really dont get it baby
Where is the point in movin'towards rhe sky...
I just wanna stay with you baby...
Drawing paravans of flowers before our eyes...

It could be so wild and beautifull...
Good old Cassady dream
if we are to be together
floating on same stream...

There's no point in te rising...
I told to the preacher-man
I'm not the smoke at gallows-head
I' m not the superscribed number ten

We aren't no uprising elevators
We ain't no sunlight birds of greece
All we want is pockets full of love
And lips soaked in peace...

 

hey, this is a new poem is wrote, please add constructive criticism, tell me what i've done wrong and so on. (sorry if there are any spelling mistakes)

Envy
The bitter pill, a hatred from the soul
A hatred pure and a hatred cold.
One moment you stand ten feet tall
The next you stumble and take a fall.
Your envy brings you crashing down
Your name now forgotten in the mists of time.
Alone now you stand, confuzed, in a daze
Destroyed by the hatred in that envious haze

 

I walked along the midnight path
one summer's eve, alone.
I grappled at my thoughts at hand,
the question is the answers.
But what is the question?
I don't know that answer.

My life seems so meaningless,
so pointless, so hopeless.
I don't know what to do.
The neon bugs light up the sky,
along with the diamond stars.

What is the point of life,
if not to live it?
Ignore all these meaningless
commercial, materialistic bullshit
that we fill our short lives full of.

Peace and love

 

I wandered across a moon lit beach.
Silver and black waves were
crashing upon the shore.
The moon and stars were so bright,
the palm trees casted shadows.
I was free.

Peace and love

 

Im feeling that

to all us drones under mother sun
with no diversity we think as one
propaganda controls us down down to the letter
yet we do not fight it for we know no better

 

I LOVE IT! Absolutely LOVE IT!!!!


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Supercilious, superstitious;
Black cat caravan gone winding down
a flip in the road of the tail of the
Tiger, orange and indigo, she
Trips over corners of the carpet,
Red and winding

 

The Pain in my head,
Drives me to distraction
Better off dead
Then without your attraction

Follow, please follow, please
Lets be free.
Run away, run away, run away,
With me.

The whites of your eyes
Shine with reflection
If we were both to die
would it break the connection?

Let me lead, led me lead,
I wanna go first
Take my hand take my hand
Suicide curse