In her eye's
A burning glare
Scratches my skin
My soul damned,
Infernal stare
Of my grave sin
She is
Always aware
Of where I've been
Dreaded justice
Told to prepare
For hell to begin
Author notes
what inspired me to write this? pure fucking boredom
A contest entry
- 10 days, 10 poems by Caellach.
300 points, ended March 25, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Haha, I've been there- boredom can sometimes produce some amazing writes. Great job and thanks for entering!
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Great !!!
I like last two lines
Very good !!!!
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