Music-
To my ears,
It is sadness.
And on this note,
I cast yet another tear.
A fog of sadness
And…
I can be clever.
I can be sweet.
I can be charming.
I can be caring.
I can be funny
I can be romantic.
But
I am-
I am alone.
His hand once guided me about.
-no more.
Her songs once soothed me.
-gone.
His love was in my teardrops.
-vanished.
Her dreams were my own.
-disappeared
All a dieing whisper.
My sobs are drowning in misery.
And….
- I am desperate
-desperate all my living life.
Nothings in my hands.
So I fold every time.
If only I were playing to lose-
I am a master of self-destruction.
And...
-This nightmare is no dream
let me go.
Author notes
Gir is God Number 11
A contest entry
- Options/Titles......of Doom! by vampireblood.
415 points, ended February 23, 2007, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Overall I thought this was a beautiful poem, and very well written. Good job! Thanks for entering and best of luck to you in my contest.
~~~Vampireblood~~~ -
your poems truly have unique and beautiful structures, i love the way you vary line and stanza length, in this one especially. this is a very hard hitting poem, with a truly brilliant ending, i love the lines;
His love was in my teardrops.
-vanished.
Her dreams were my own.
-disappeared
All a dieing whisper
that stanza is definately my favourite. congratulations on a great write, i wish you luck in the contest and in further writing
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