She stands there with her broom
waiting to sweep away the day time gloom
of the death you so would like to see
over and over so it could be
the time of depair
and disrepair
these are what she awaits
with her wings and her skates.
Destiny does appear
from the here and the near
wandering from the tatters of my life
waiting for the winters strife
these are the things that I want
none of which are very gallant.
Good bye to the world of woe
go now and take it all in tow
my life is gone in a pool of blood
writing my death warrent up above
This world I can not to have
it cannot salve
my wounded soul
my saddened control
down I go in a world of darkest night
down to the hell where there is no light.
Deaths desires they do take me
from the life that use to be
one for here one from there
no more do I care.
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A contest entry
- The Darkest Day by Baahltres.
2000 points, ended February 13, 2007, 33 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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wonderful, I can relate whether or not I would like to I can. thank you
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i just decided everyone in my contest is going to get 1 applause... so here's yours!
~.~Yvonne~.~
Baahltres
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You did very well with this poem. I love the way your rhyme isn't forced and it has a gentle flowing rhythm. Well done!
Thank you for entering and good luck!!!
~.~Yvonne~.~
Baahltres -
Amazing
Very beautiful...That waz a very meaningful poem, It haves the definition of life some people goes through, the pian & suffering.
Love it!!!!Good Job.
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