Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read Contests Groups Learn Forums Store Help
 

Thanks to sin

hast found epiphany
wrapped in a reverie
given to reality
as perceptions twist and turn
and weave to and through one another
and I exhale smoke from the fire within
as I give thanks to sin
to the stars I'm floating through
and seek sense in chaos
and order in the animal kingdom
with all of the naivety
and all of the wonder
of a child


    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)