Trapped in the chains,
Cold stone on my unclothed back.
Seithing with a bitter passion.
My body was a temple,
Desecrated by devotee.
Human sacrifice abound.
My willing soul's ambition,
Drives me to press.
To merge harder and harder,
Until the blood trickles,
into revalries to sweep me away.
Author notes
Hope it's to your liking.
A contest entry
- Trapped in the Chains by myaddiction19.
500 points, ended May 3, 2008, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I'm thinking you can all guess who this poem is about, it's still me. Just a bit greener than usual.
Comments
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Excellent
Very well done. A great creation for the theme. And so well expressed.
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Good
Vivid imagery. This one leaves me pretty speechless... It gives me the chills. I hope you don't mind my saying it this way but I don't like it (the chill factor). This poem definitely creates a reaction in me and in My book that is what makes the difference between a few scribbled lines and a Poem that is ART! Great Job! Good Poem.
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a good poem, ah all the chains that might wrap around us, they can be broken and we will taste freedom's scent.
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wow, so descriptive and painful, really beautifully written, i have this new poem, Ballad of the Saved, could you please look at it? i justw wrote it and it has no views
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