Don’t keep on waiting by the phone
There’s no one on the other side
You know we’ve always been alone
Confined by words they’ve thrown at us
like stones
by flashbacks of a childhood
wasted on their wars
& by bleak walls of a classroom
The laws they enforce
They’ll never know
to what heights took us
Our hunger to find
the eternal source
& we’ll know how low
they’d place us
before we’d try to open doors
silencing daring ideas
& defining every feeling
yet while we traveled worlds & light years
To them the sky was but a ceiling
& it makes no sense to be afraid now
We’ve grown to walk invisible
Over into morrow
Arising from our caskets
Now humming a new theme
Our parting with sorrow
So why’d you still wait by the phone
All the known idols are dead
Your choices must be yours alone
To keep the phantom taste
Of things that end today
’cause tomorrow we may not be gone
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I like the sense of foreboding in this Nebojsa! “& it makes no sense to be afraid now We’ve grown to walk invisible Over into morrow” Really great atmosphere in these lines!
thanks for the support man.. 🙂
Another gem, my friend!
“& it makes no sense to be afraid now
We’ve grown to walk invisible
Over into morrow
Arising from our caskets
Now humming a new theme
Our parting with sorrow”
So much 🔥🔥🔥🔥.
if you say it, then i gotta believe it.. thanks my friend 🙂
ah the us and them…the eternal battle between the controlled and the controllers…well written
thank you 🙂
Nice verse, NB. I agree that the atmosphere in this one is a strong point. The wording too and the smooth flow. Did I mention the rhyming that goes almost unnoticed? Yup, a grand read.
thanks so much for the review 🙂
I agree with these fine comments, all I can say is,
this is good stuff.
thank you 🙂