That night when those three words were spoken
Both had fallen, both were broken
Hearts were pounding, footsteps sounded
To a quiet room abounded
A scream, a thud, a nasty shatter
But that really doesn't matter
Bloody kisses, and painted lies
"Just one more move and someone dies!"
. . .
That night when yonder window broke
Silence reigned among clouds of smoke
Through bloody glass, it's redefined:
Would you be my Valentine?
A contest entry
- Lets Slit Our Wrists To Perfection by ShotgunGoddess.
1500 points, ended April 21, 2007, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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wow
I must say this is truely amazing and I love the flow.
Good Luck!!!
Sil
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Welcome to AllPoetry
Definitely a different take on Valentines Day. Great flow and a very vivid yet morbid picture you have painted.
Glad to have you here at AP and if you need asssitance please do not hesitate to contact myself or any online Greeter.
Let the ink flow and your fingers dance
Rosemary -
Welcome to Allpoetry
Must say, the ending was a sure twist. I love rhyming poetry. This had a fun beat to it. Personal, I enjoyed it. HOpe you enjoy yourself here at Allpoetry.
Sam
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wow 0.0
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