Stripped of your precious halo,
and sacred blue dress,
The blasphemous rumours,
and things you said.
Never let me down again, little 15,
I'll be your personal jesus,
I'll find the mercy in you,
strangelove, dressed in black,
I want you now, to have and to hold.
It's a question of lust, a pleasure little treasure
or a question of time, sometimes.
It's only when I lose myself, I feel you,
Try walking in my shoes, somebody should,
have your policy of truth,
I'll enjoy the silence.
In a world full of nothing,
I sometimes wish I was dead,
it doesn't matter two,
Any second now, A black celebration,
we could be love thieves,
but not tonight.
All Depeche Mode\Martin Gore
Comments
luigi_pagano | December 15, 2009 - 16:50
Very good take on the Inspiration Point. Well done.
shoe | December 15, 2009 - 17:23
Thank you very much, luigi-pagano, they are a bit of a cult band so I don't exspect many to have heard of the songs, but the son titles are so terrific,(to me!) the poem took on a life of its own, thank you for reading,
shoe | December 15, 2009 - 17:25
Thank you ABC, rather pleased you liked this one!
threeleafshamrock | December 17, 2009 - 14:18
Very goo, enjoyed. Well done.
It was a good I.P. wasn't it? ;)
alp | January 10, 2010 - 14:53
Did you write this In Your Room? Nothing Wrong with liking Depeche Mode! ;-)
shoe | January 10, 2010 - 17:18
no, at home in my secret garden, I was the happiest girl, but its no good, I just can't get enough and love in itself...its a pain that I'm used to, must rush,
ha,ha, I could go on and on, how on earth did you find this!!
alp | January 10, 2010 - 20:54
Was Waiting For The Night and thought I’d Come Back! ;-)
The Bottom Line is, it’s fabulous to see a Depeche Mode based piece!