My mind is tortured
by the broken silence
echoing with a hideous laughter
of murderous threats,
and cat calling rapists' desires.
Two by four cells house
the damned that invade
my dreams, leaving me
in cold sweats and trembling
in the dark each night.
Solitary confinement
is a hell in itself,
not just for the criminal mind,
but for the hand of justice
that guards the locks too.
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good.
Very deep and clear. I like it...
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This was pretty good.. I liked this last stanza the most, though I did enjoy reading the whole thing .. well done..
Angel
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again... why do your endings dissapoint me? Seriously, sorry, I'm not usually so straight but for some reason I decided to be with you. I honestly wanted more to come out of this. Do get your point in the last stanza... still, it seems understated... hmmm, oh well, very much liked "cat calling rapists' desires" and "the damned that invade my dreams" parts though... TC<3 Alex
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wow i like the first line "my mind is tortured"
i really like this dark poem great job =]] -
I like the fist two lines in the final stanza best of all...
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well put. i feel ur hell. i am in the same kinda hell myself. your emotions r very well expressed here. good job. it possesses a very dark feeling that i enjoy reading.
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A place where I dont think I would like to exist your poem is excellent and describes what only to me could be hell on earth. well done Brian
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Goddess of Discord right now