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Graffiti Wall

December 30, 2011
By A_Journey GOLD, Tampa, Florida
A_Journey GOLD, Tampa, Florida
16 articles 2 photos 61 comments

Favorite Quote:
The Muse of Poetry should not know that roses in manure grow. ~The Formula, Langston Hughes
You may write me down in history with your bitter, twisted ties. You may trod me in the very dirt, but still, like dirt, I rise. ~Still I Rise, Maya Angelou


It does tell stories of all,
painted by battle-weary hands.
All around, it is called Graffiti Wall.

On a building so grand and tall,
are legends that transcend the land.
It does tell stories of all,

That colorful and open alley hall,
(though some would like it bland).
All around, it is called Graffiti Wall.

Many dread the day it falls,
turning hidden hardships into sand.
It does tell stories of all,

And for it, masses would brawl.
This mere wall, paintings unplanned.
All around, it is called Graffiti Wall.

"A waste of space." say the minds that're small.
When in fact, it is real and
It does tell stories of all.
All around, it is called Graffiti Wall.


The author's comments:
This poem is a villanelle, like the poem 'Do not go gentle into that good night'. Please rate and comment! :D

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on May. 29 2012 at 10:16 am
DreamingOutQuiet SILVER, Round Rock, Texas
7 articles 0 photos 78 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Time and the bell have buried the day,
The black cloud carries the sun away" - Elliot

Oh if life where made of moments, even now and then a bad one. Oh, if life where made of moments then we wouldn't know we had one. - Into the Woods

wow! Im glad someone else thinks graffiti is the art of the masses. Maybe work on some words to make it flow easier but I really enjoyed this poem and your perspective

A_Journey GOLD said...
on Jan. 16 2012 at 10:14 am
A_Journey GOLD, Tampa, Florida
16 articles 2 photos 61 comments

Favorite Quote:
The Muse of Poetry should not know that roses in manure grow. ~The Formula, Langston Hughes
You may write me down in history with your bitter, twisted ties. You may trod me in the very dirt, but still, like dirt, I rise. ~Still I Rise, Maya Angelou

Thank you! I'm happy as long as you commented on something!

on Jan. 15 2012 at 4:10 pm
Tongue_Blep PLATINUM, ????, Ohio
40 articles 1 photo 769 comments
Great job! I liked this! Sorry for not commenting on one of your stories, thank you for commenting on one of mine! Keep up the good work! :)(: