Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Poem, Untitled

I wrote a few poems since a few days back, not sure why, trying to be creative innit... If you have something to say, say it! Creativity is lovely. Here it is, the first out of maybe more to be "published" publicly...

"I see you suffering, envy is such a terrible affliction
material things, like cars and houses makes your head spin

one million, two million, your mind is clouded with bills
money corrupts, kills and gives people the cold chills

the richest men are poor, the poorest men are rich
I rather die then die of envy, the simplest things in life gives me bliss"

Burak Köseoglu, 19/5-09