A poem  

MsBrokenWingz 29F
3 posts
4/28/2005 10:30 pm

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm

A poem

Lead to the river
Midsummer I waved
A "V" of black swans on
With hope to the Grave
And through Red September
The skies Fire-paved
I begged you to appear
Like a thorn for the
Holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced, when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Bared on your tomb
Im a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your Lowliness
I could always find a slot
For my empty Key

Wretched with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of Salt

Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance out to the moon
As we did on that golden day

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid on the burning hay

six feet deep is the incision
in my heart the bar-less prison
Discolors all with tunnel vision
Too many times
You filtered me
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, painful addiction
To her alone in full submission,
Too many times
you filtered me

The_Late_Nighter 34M
3 posts
4/29/2005 3:53 am

Normally I don't like poetry. Some sort of superimposed asshole gene of mine I guess. This however....I like. I doubt I understand it as fully as you intended, but I still like it. It reads well in my mind, and has a nice natural pacing that makes it easy to follow. Of course, chances are that you're writing for yourself and won't even bother to look at this comment....but I still felt the need to make it.

MsBrokenWingz 29F
1 post
4/29/2005 10:55 am

actually i read all comments

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