I feel, that a shadow virus of our love emotions
drowned in an instant river of subtraction, with
a promised to pay back blank borrowed sentiments,
mapped out in dreams conceived for better future.
Like a concentrate to draw away our obscure torments
to support in an emptiness without hopes of recovery,
a desperation for unique teary feeling of passed time,
to sing a mournful music leaving the body on the cross.
Seeking the moon from dreams at the end of tunnel, slowly,
don't be able to see the grey despairs dancing in zephyr,
an apocalypse has begun plans to victimise first , my heart,
in elements unleashed to follow these sentiments emaciated.
Author notes
~spiritualangel~
Prompt: 2. Borrowed sentiments from bargain dream store
A contest entry
- PROMPT CONTEST. by penman.
900 points, ended October 29, 2008, 7 entries
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• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest
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