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His Sinful Doings

Blood drips from the flowers of life
Legs covered in dirty red stains
Foolish games turn to painful screams
Breaths of sorrow fill lungs of gold
A glass heart is held in the palm of a hand
Wrapped around the trust of a soul
It’s let go once the word ‘no’ breaks the silent act
Shards of glass lay across the floor
Broken feet bleed violet roses
Violent acts of shame strip innocence from lies
While white curtains sway in the coming wind
Scarlet screams dirty the linen
Junkies rush from miles around
Shame rushes to bloody cheeks
Tied up nightmares wake the coming day
As red sunlight gleams through broken windows
Eyes of images crack the forgotten ceiling
Pictures burn in haunted hands of gods
Devils fly from eyes of lust
Never stopping painful experiences
Pleasing his sinful doings
Death lingers in the morning bells
Silence sweeps fallen leaves
Standing naked in front of crowds
Police lights flicker in the distance
A contained fire soon becomes wild
Spoken words of hope draw out of dried up lips
But these spoken lies burn in the raging fire
His actions did not lie
A heart is broken
Another soul is lost
Bloody tears stain a once innocent face

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You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories

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  • Melissa Gayle gold member
    October 13, 2007

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    While your sentiment is well done, I don't feel that its as unique as I would like it -

    just my opinion


  • Dead Star--x
    August 3, 2007

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    You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories

    now that line....i love

    so unfortunately true....
    thanx for sharing & good luck
    CureMyTragedy


  • TwistedTatum
    June 25, 2007

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    this is an amazing poem, Good Job. its hard to write a poem about dark things and make it elegent, but you do a great job of it.

  • Starz of Heaven gold member
    June 23, 2007

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    This is a very nice write. mt favorite lines are :
    Death lingers in the morning bells
    Silence sweeps fallen leaves
    Thank you for your entry best wishes xxx

  • BlackenedWhiteRose
    April 22, 2007
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    wow, this is so good...it's so vivid- i like it!! =


  • Let The Fire Play
    March 29, 2007

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    This is one of the few poems that ive read where the whole thing plays out in my mind with no gaps. I could follow the emotion and imagery with the images playing out in my head. It was very strong and moving writing because it pulls you into the moment. I know that this was probably written from your experience so I know how real it is to you and that makes it even better. Sometimes our most painful memories can spark some of the best writing in us, because we feel everything that we're writing and feel it everytime we read them.


  • animated lies
    March 26, 2007

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    The imagery in this is amazing! I like how you used "violet roses" and "violent acts of shame" close together. Very good my friend! ^__^

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