Blood is flowing through the core,
Core is bursting through the door.
Hard it is to live in groom,
When life itself is holly with bloom.
Zeus of clouds, Gaia of forests,
Hammering my core to make it softest.
The core is lost but what’s inside?
A little agape turned me blind.
The Nephilim was there redeeming my heart,
Binding his wings with my flourished heart.
Blood embarked to enter my life,
Soul has urged my heart to cry,
“Rise from grave, and spread your flame”
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt: by nature.
400 points, ended December 20, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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....a magical; wonder what happened; for the ending three line are great. Thanks for entering the contest.
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The words and emotions should have created
....a magical; wonder what happened; for the ending three line are great. Thanks for entering the contest.
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Rise Coleridge Rise Rise wordsworth does await for the lyricall pallads to publish
d great poem bro great greattt
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wow
I loved the imagry of writing the poem.
Overall I think this one was a great write!
hoping to keep in touch with your work
Let me know if and when you write more poems! All the best!
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Glenn
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Hey how are you ? i have added new poems just to let you know take care
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