Dark Poetry #3 |
A Flower in my Tomb |
Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
Deep in a dark crypt, So far off in time, Under the old slab I'll be, All bitterly cover and bined, Until that time that crypt, And my dark tomb rest now, As a future ghost yet to come, Where uneasy people fall to the ground, Until then a golden rose takes my place, While it shall bloom and flourish, So I shall live from the dark, Until its petals shall fall, I will wither and die in my tomb. If your afraid of the dark, then why did you come? |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Excellent. The new challenge is well under way! And I like how the rose in this poem is "golden." (and now I have Bowie's "Golden Years" in my head) Said if I only could ... |
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