Dead, accusing eyes stare back
reflections in jagged shards of broken glass
Crimson trails mar a pale face
From bloody tears cried out in pain
Wave goodbye to bleeding dreams
The light's gone out, she no longer screams
A contest entry
- word bank and pic. inspired by serenity silvermoon.
600 points, ended December 7, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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That is good.
The last two lines realy go well with each other.
"Wave goodbye to bleeding dreames
The light's gone out, she no longer screems"
Sends shivers up my back.
Good luck in the contest.

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It is different than anything i've read. I like it. it is very well written.

