Resent


Eyes shrouded in glass,
Shards sing out in melodic harmony,
It lays still.1

Peacefully laying, resting, weary,
Breaching the earth like a great whale
gasping for life.2

Words born on the wings of devils
explode into the bitter air,
Peacefully it lies.3

Fingers tipped in black
reach hair dark, born of death,
Heaving breaths consume.4

Sorrow slams him down,
Tears stream, born of resent,
Silently it lies.

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  • Dillweed
    November 17, 2007
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    wow! amzing1 this is the most amazing thing! I love it!


  • Surreal Rhapsody
    November 17, 2007

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    wow. That was really poetic, and was cool to read. I'm not excactly sure what it was about, but the best poems are convoluted. They are fun to figure out what it's abotu and it makes the reader spend more time looking at the poem. GREAT JOB!