Have you ever tasted the salt from a blood tear,
answered the anguished cries of a drowning soul?
Have you ever looked in a dying man’s eyes
listened as the dead handed out their advice?
In your hands, have you ever held a broken heart,
while the world around you was blown apart?
Death, dying, the world in flames,
Monopoly and Life,
nothing but children’s games.
Kisses and blood tears,
living life in our fears.
Kisses and blood tears,
pretending the world cares.
Have you ever reached out in the dark to find no one there,
discovering them gone being too much to bare?
Have you ever seen blood seeping from the heart,
concealing the piercing received from love’s dying dart?
Have you ever tasted the salt from a blood tear?
Please tell me what you think
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Thank you for entering my contest!
A powerful write, but is probably a little melodramatic, i.e. i'm guessing you arnt an ex war veteran or along those lines...
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Very deep! Great job at rhyming. Sometimes, when I write a poem, I find it so hard to rhyme. I just usually stick to free style. Very well done.
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