Hidden Treasures

chris jensen

Testing a lie

whispering tears

hidden

 

midnight laughter,

riding no fear…

 

Torching the public,

gasoline dreams…

The sparkling

of those petrol fires,

moving a lose imagination

hidden soft childlike desires

long ago summertime

dreams…

 

Floating leaf

solid rock

burning wood

dying earth

we’re

very destructive

machines…

 

Hidden Treasures

Hidden Treasures

Published by chris jensen

i am no different than any other human, struggling throughout life's disadvantages... As i have been learning throughout my own poetry, whom i could be! A gifted child.....

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