Open Poetry #45 |
Be Lucrative or Be Dead |
Veni Mortem Junior Member
since 2008-07-31
Posts 43 |
The pestilence of precedence Infecting the innocence Of natural deliverance From mother to grave Enslaved by the dead And shackled to grief You try to survive Allowed no relief You polish your chains Paint over the stone But nothing can hide That you are alone Left in a dungeon of elegant pain Fragile enigmas in accumulations Nailed to the cross you were forced to construct Lost in seclusion forever |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A very impressive write and I do detect some familiarity ... It's not easy to keep the pace always. Love, Margherita |
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