A dream

Did I take a wrong turn?
Finding myself in a hole, within the ocean
Where there are old bones of life
Smiles of classic world wars
A farm
A green land
Then a bit of love
Growing from a no name tree
I could smell home
That's when i knew, i was lost

I'm home
And all i see
Are grins of deadly jars
Are hidden boiling blood pots of lust
And there runs off love, trust and joy
Leaving me to rot

So I've always been at home
Just only dreaming!!!

SMOOTH

SMOOTH!!!!!!

The smooth walker
Step by step, body language
Melodies playing for him,
I ASK YOU
Is that a poet coming from the dark?

SMOOTH!!!!!!!!

The smooth talker
Word by word, a good lier
Who konws when to laugh, how to smile
I ASK YOU
Is that my man talking to her?

You can smoothen it all you like
It doesn't lessen it's strength
I ASK YOU
Is this a boy talking????