The ashes are burning,
Poison flows with envy.
Tears ripple throughout,
Storms of tainted fears.
The heat is overwhelming,
This pain is worth nothing.
Hells Eden is calling,
Voices of a thousand kings.
Spears invoking,
Storms that heaven brings.
Acres of desolate land,
Souls dealt an unknown hand.
The earth trembles at the site,
The sky screeches in their delight.
The ashes are burning,
This pain is worth nothing.
Author notes
Written on June 17th.
(My poems have no boundaries, I write what I feel.)
Please tell me what you think
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That's the only way to write! If you feel something you can put it into words...it just adds to the feeling and emotion within the poem! Some paint some sing...and others write...no matter it is all the same! It's the beauty of life...through it's pain and it's plussure! I really addmire how you write with your feelings..that just mweans you don't have to think in order to make it beautiful! Excelent write again! Keep it up!
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