Bored and unemployed in my
Bed
My left hand used as a pillow under my
Head
My expensive Rolex watch clicking
Second after second
Making its perfect loud sound sharp as a
Blade
But me unmoved, conscious and drunk my eyes
Red
Just want to cease life, want my heart (batteries)
Dead
16 September,2005
Nice! You got excellent rythmn with this, I agree though - don't let your batteries run out yet! ! Moyax
Konjit, Structure: flawless. Sentiment: pessimistic. Work: outstanding. With respect, Denis Joe (being brief for once)
Way to go gurl. This is a cool poem. Don't stop your batteries yet though :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a nice composition when 'bored and unemployed' in bed. I enjoyed this piece.