There's meaning behind meaning
Where there's no meaning at all,
Because a field is just grass-
And the sun isn't God.
Because the youth is not innocence
I'm just saying she's young
In the field that's just grass
Under the sun that's not God.
The connotations of idiocracy
All bets on a "C"
Because these AB patterns
mean nothing to me.
This is not my writing, not my dreams
So who am I to misinterpret what it all means?
Maybe fall is a season
Not a passing of time
Maybe bells ringing-
Is all that would ryhme
There's meaning behind meaning
Who knows what it means?
You're killing the dream by
over analysing the sleep
Instead of changing each line
Let the poem speak!