His golden wings fluttered down
catching my tears
before they fell.
Perfect spheres of a beautiful
sapphire penetrated the murky
depths of my soul.
A gentle kiss melted my fears
until they were no more
substantail than hope.
That was the first time I saw him.
An invisible blade struck
the crumbling wall of my heart.
The sapphire spheres
of beauty turned upon themselves
in battle to form
a dusty ebony.
His forced touch creeped
its way into my mind
until it's forever burned
into my soul.
That was the last time I saw him.
Is this a good poem???
Comments
-
GOOD JOB
its good but a little obscure, some spelling mistakes, but what i liked was that you presented a very common issue, very beautifully, short and sweet
-
-
thanks, i'll fix them
-
-
awsome
that poem rocks

-
dark, creepy and sad. PERFECT!
total luff.




