Post by sylvia on Jul 30, 2011 23:41:58 GMT 8
The poems i have posted so far are from a while back, i got out of the habit of writing but trying to get back into it big time now, ended up writing these two poems at 1am, still feel a bit rough round the edges but its a start:
SLIVER
Fastidious moonbeam....
why so brightly critical?
of every crater
every tiny mottled moth aflutter
in tour last soulless glow
Insignificant nothings thirsty
for the light
warmth....
the last touches tenderness
before the darkness
consumes all
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EXECUTION
Traitors one and traitors all
lies lies fall and drip
from filthy poisonous tongues
String them up, hack their limbs
let the crowds line up
see them drown within their own lungs
No mercy, No kindness
for traitors all are men
To the fires they go
Live forever in satan's den
SLIVER
Fastidious moonbeam....
why so brightly critical?
of every crater
every tiny mottled moth aflutter
in tour last soulless glow
Insignificant nothings thirsty
for the light
warmth....
the last touches tenderness
before the darkness
consumes all
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
EXECUTION
Traitors one and traitors all
lies lies fall and drip
from filthy poisonous tongues
String them up, hack their limbs
let the crowds line up
see them drown within their own lungs
No mercy, No kindness
for traitors all are men
To the fires they go
Live forever in satan's den
I like poems with a darker theme / topic of death and afterlife, suicide, murder, etc. / and I collect these poems a few years. My poems are pessimistic, sad and dark as well, I don't have optimism and cheerfulness in nature. I wrote my first poem in a very cheerful and witty spirit, but it was only once, really .. 