We are the broken
with a fist packed in pain
emerging from the depths
with raw emotion.
Constructing your walls
bleeding through ev'ry brick
though such simple words
still set in hollow stone.
Panic upset by hate
rages with the flames
when love turns into lust
and back into a killer.
I promise you the world
with a dozen roses
we are the end.
Author notes
melancholy
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Comments
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good... very good... i like it a lot. fantastic piece. i think it needs a little more, just... more. i like ^_^
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This is a different poem when compared to most that have been put forward in this contest :L But i quite like it
Good luck and thankyou for entering
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A very curious piece, that says enough in brevity.
It works well to convey the melancholic feeling.
Well done, and thank you for your entry. -
A very intriguing poem. The imagery used was done well along with the way in which you portrayed the theme. The flow is quiet smooth. A great part of this poem is the way in which destruction is shown in the first 3 stanzas but in the final stanza we are approached with the imagery of roses.
A very nice write.
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