|
Just wanted to write up my poems.
Nightmare
Screaming, the beast calls my name
No one knows my demon's game
Breaking th nightmare
Without those who care
My hate and my fear are my shame
The Boy
Soft, delicate hands, innocent to the extreme
Hiding his face from cruelty
Living in his master's house, a sanctuary guarding him
What do you fear so much?
Don't let them find me
Sanctuary
Wishes fall
In the mud
An ornament
Next to unknown mushrooms
Fallen trees
Hidden by
The flames of Radioactive industry
Gold eggs die
I brush my hair
As the bullets of life
Stop at my door
Perfection
Angels should be pure
Even the purest can fall
To imperfection
Cruelty
Demons can be cruel
Sometimes the cruelest can rise
Above the flames
............
Comments are LIFE!
 alx7734 · Mon Apr 09, 2007 @ 07:41pm · 1 Comments |
