Psychadelphious Poem by Matthew Ray Long

Psychadelphious

Rating: 5.0


Too weird to live, too rare to die. Expand the mind, touch the sky. Bend the space, warp the time. Refrain from thinking on linear lines. Live the dream, don't ever die. Every person is collecting flies. Societal ills, social plight. Gotta find a way to keep up the fight.

Sunday, June 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love,thought
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 28 June 2016

Enjoyable piece to read, Matthew. Thanks

1 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success