Softly Gone Mad

Syd



Good looks

Charm

Playing dominoes

On days

So hot

So warm

 

Nights of indulgence

Whole days in bed

Endless possibilities

Locked inside

Your head 

 

Dreams

Turned to screams

Love to hatred

A prisoner

Of your fame

Into the mirror you stared

Shaved your eyebrows

And hair

You couldn't have cared

 

Isolated 

Alienated 

On stage you calmly

Put down your guitar    

Then painted yourself 

Into a corner 

On your

Striped 

Rough floor     

 

Fame

Acid reign 

Slowly driven insane 

A nice dream

Turned bad    

Eloquently 

Delicately 

Softly

Gone mad

  • Author: Syd (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 27th, 2018 10:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: A tribute to Syd Barret. One of the founding members of Pink Floyd
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • onepauly

    great poetry syd!

    • Syd

      Thank you so much Paul. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.

      Take care - Syd



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