the clean-cut songs small children hum.
the derogatory chants from the foot ball fans.
painful cry's that now echo so red and full of hate.
as the young child's harmless hum slow becomes a deafening chant amid at me.
the fearful songs echo through out the forgotten subways.
the walls covered in old posters so unloved they wear away never to be seen again.
the lies that are raved around the unholy truth brought on bye your ever growing hate.
for witch i do not understand thought you have told me so many times.
the assassination of the headless woman now looks like suicide.
the heartless hobo left begging for crusts and whatever the rich man throws to him.
the last kiss between lovers now cold and forgot is left on the subway floor.
salt filled water is fallen down as the giant cry's once more.
the unread book still placed neatly by the rabbits bed .
the subways now lay a still no one enter there gloom filled walls.
the song will never be heard once more.
by just-a-no-one
thaks you for reading this took me a long time its not my normal kid of written .
A contest entry
- The last stage of any madness, thinkings, feelings, words and more and more by The.poet.of.hearts.
1665 points, ended February 5, 20 entries
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wow this is just wow ( in a good way) i love this i too am speechless
brava
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Wow I loved it...it my kind of poem.....great job sweety x
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great
Good write, great choice of words, great write, good job -
simple subway songs
Theme 6.00
Idea 5.80
Emotions 6.50
Feelings 6.50
Words 6.00
Background 5.80
Title 5.80
Passion 7.00
Interest 6.20
Showing the Junoon 6.00
61.60
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well, it was nice, superb, it was of my type . don't worry
liked this one alot, specially your images in it. nice work
wish you all the best
by
the poet of hearts and beautiful words
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