First poem in nepa.li By nepali on May 11, 2009 I’m no poet, far from it. But out of nowhere I got inspired to write a poem if what you read after the jump can be called one. Let me know what you all think. “Mirrors” this melodramatical stage serves as a stark reminder that you have been here before wait a minute this was not the path you crossed with the rest you went high up shed blood and then some it was no fall though you bulldozed your way back and made the same jokes haha they nodded their approval how forgiving jesus would weep irritaion causes dementia just ask who will listen i wouldn’t they are an angry mob now skepticism with your mirrors led us all to this backdrop staring at one now but looking nothing alike yet acting no differently shameless and sleazy you still lay bait Pearl was right freedom is indeed just another word but for nothing left to choose they cannot wait -nepali