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| Dark Poetry #1 |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
my blood flows the wound burns pain flares inside muscles stiffen colours flash in my eyes red blue green i know death comes as the teeth dig in ripping my flesh huge chunks of me gone the horn sounds my lifes end then the demons come Man Horse Horse man flesh of my enemy Blood of my blood i am broken alone without kin no love beside the killers preside over my brothers will Red in my eyes fills all the sky as i slip again the evil that kills without the will to fight me eye to eye Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
It look’s like you my friend have been on the same battle field as I. Very strong. Joel. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
hello darkness my old friend... I've come to talk with you again(smile) i've missed your poems here of late... thought maybe you took a holiday or spring break... glad your posting again. Blood of my blood i am broken alone without kin no love beside the killers preside over my brothers will Red in my eyes fills all the sky as i slip again the evil that kills without the will to fight me eye to eye ------------------ very powerful words Mr.Poe...and the always present-- vivid imagery, so perfect...very well written my poetic friend. take care, jm Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders And it makes me want to touch you there. And the light in your eyes makes me feel Like there's something much better out there Something kind... And I know someday I might be looking around Trying to find some purpose Well purpose it can't be that hard to find As long as I've got the wind... The wind and your love to carry me. vertical horizon |
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