Weeping crimson veins caress
my outer being
seeping into the cracks
I become hollow
my soul, once an oasis
now a desert
seek shelter, for nothing
can survive
reap the entangled
web of deceit
expose my barren despair
creeping along the bedrock
encompassed in a black fog
I become hollow.
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2 comments:
I definitly like your poem. You did a great job with the actual structure of the poem. How you chose to arrange the words really pulled it all together. It definitley kept me focused on what was to come next. Good job
I liked the simplicity of your writing because at the same time there is a lot of imagery.I also think because you used the embanked lines it gives a movement to the poem of falling into hollowness. Nice job!
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