Topic: Drunken Rampage 2
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Mon 12/24/12 09:37 PM
Poem By: Raymond Bundotich


Drunken Rampage 2

Hi? Is anybody home?
I’m looking for Me
we’ve been married so long but I’ve never seen him
I think it’s about time I faced the truth
when Love finds loneliness
Family become friends,
Friends become strangers,
Strangers become enemies,
Enemies become my favourite scene
innocent kids, stupid cute little things
I stare at this black canvas masterpiece
so little words very big words
if only man was assembled so honest
without a shell to hide our foolish selves
bitter truths written on our chubby cheeks
look at your silly selves
laughing at the silly man standing inside your mirror
while standing in front of it, looking in
honest men never were, honest men never will be
I’m sorry, man above
it’s just me rebelling, not trying to be the bigger man
breaking a habit of cheats, speaking my mind
it isn’t that I’m not pitiful
NO! If there was a tear for my every tear filled thought of you
I’d be god in mars
light up little friends, it’s just me looking into my silly mind
sitting here with love but with no Love
my love finds loneliness, pictures become scenes
have you had the pleasure?
of seeing a mad man drowning in mud with a smile like you’ve never seen
indulge me and paint a picture, paint a portrait of me
if you aren’t with me this far
I know it’s impolite for a host to starve guests
but sometimes cruelty is the easiest answer
just put it down, have sleep or
whatever else pawns do
watch as gods are made
pride stings, try choking on lemons
let me know how it goes
there goes the rest of sleeping bunch
in their sinks with glasses and knives in their hands
pride like a lions, isn’t a lion king
it’s knowing when to fight and when to act deaf
geeks, not TV geeks!
Geeks from when dictionaries’ existed
It’s not a smile I wear, so don’t be so glad I know you
knowledge beats wisdom, it’s the 21st century
but mind beats knowledge, paint that scene.

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Tue 12/25/12 02:18 AM
There's no perfect man but a man that accepts his faults and tries to fix the cracks on the walls is the closest we'll ever get to perfection.

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Tue 12/25/12 03:06 AM
And I thought women were complicated!!...Excellent write...flowerforyou

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Tue 12/25/12 03:13 AM
thanks love