dawnamber22
Wandering Muse
I write what i feel.
Posts: 23
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Post by dawnamber22 on Sept 27, 2005 2:01:08 GMT -5
Beneath my haunted dreams, tears became stones strewn over the world. Your eyes bare, posses a desire to silently cry away the scars that consume you. Cold ashes linger in gray snow. I danced with poverty and saw soft lines of battle.
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Post by ॐ Hemz ॐ on Nov 16, 2005 17:24:41 GMT -5
The words fit together quite nicely. Th fourth and fifth lines were phenomenal. I loved the close.
Great work!
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Post by - Moirae - on Jul 9, 2006 12:49:40 GMT -5
the ending line brought the whole poem together..good work
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Post by Rose of the Forgotten on Jul 21, 2006 2:23:49 GMT -5
dawnamber, Fantastic.
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