A form created by Individuality!
There's nothing more to be said;
dead are the thoughts in mind.
Voices taunt in a hurting head,
the face in the mirror looks back in fright.
Dimming eyes will go blind.
Remind me
of pleasures past
which are as contorted smiles.
Hostile glances leaving me feeling contrite,
for my sins have left me in dread.
Shed no tears, leave behind
my agony, that's being fed
by wrongdoing which closes in with might
and burdens all mankind.
Unwind, flee!
For dreams don't last
but hover in mocking style.
Vile are the loads that upon my mind preys,
portrays the darkness that forever stays.
Poetry by Kiran
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Written on 2007-05-09 at 18:48
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Lone Voice
Such anguish in flesh, pulls at heartstrings tight.There's nothing more to be said;
dead are the thoughts in mind.
Voices taunt in a hurting head,
the face in the mirror looks back in fright.
Dimming eyes will go blind.
Remind me
of pleasures past
which are as contorted smiles.
Hostile glances leaving me feeling contrite,
for my sins have left me in dread.
Shed no tears, leave behind
my agony, that's being fed
by wrongdoing which closes in with might
and burdens all mankind.
Unwind, flee!
For dreams don't last
but hover in mocking style.
Vile are the loads that upon my mind preys,
portrays the darkness that forever stays.
Poetry by Kiran
Read 643 times
Written on 2007-05-09 at 18:48
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