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Depravity And Scorn
Loneliness is killing me, eating at my heartstrings,
Tearing me apart at the fibre of my feelings, Aches and pains, nothing to gain, all is lost, Holy wings, ripped at the seams, wires are crossed, Fuses blown, anger reigns over a world of misplaced hope, Love of suffering and lives lived with sin, beyond a joke, There to provoke the aid of war destroying all the simple folk That follow the flock, jump on the wagon, the earth gone up in smoke Imagery is real, and reality is violence, violence prays on idle hands That the devil sounded sirens, weapons firin' bullets shroud the land Cover the earth like locousts, a plague of human demand, Like a thorn amongst the roses we sit and spite, all that is different A beautiful flower, deprived of its petals, deflowered in cruel innocence No defense, like heartless serpents we hide and scorn Dread the day the sky fell in, and darkness cloud the morn... |
well...
i really suck at poetry now, i'll get my standards up again... |
i neeeed your love..i i i i iiiiiii oh i need your love..
n e 1 watch i'm a celeb? |
Imagery is real, and reality is violence, violence prays on idle hands
^ i found this line to speak truth. which is kinda scary when you think about it really. i liked the flow of this piece, i thought it was smack on, and sounded good when read out loud. i like how you went into great detail to describe some things that can be put very simple, like ppl who dont think for themselves, that follow everyone else. this piece is a piece that can be taken many different ways, and i feel covers a wide variety of problems in and with society. it was a nice read yet again. ~Tera~ DONT HATE |
if i only get one reply, i'm glad it was off' a you filed..i respect you...
thanks. |
hey this peice is reel gud!!! like filed said, this covers a wide variety of topics. i think that this is one on the kind of poems that can bee seen from so many different angles and all end up in the same exact place.......society today. this is a reel gud 1 keep droppin.
..........fav peice............ That the devil sounded sirens, weapons firin' bullets shroud the land Cover the earth like locousts, a plague of human demand, Like a thorn amongst the roses we sit and spite, all that is different A beautiful flower, deprived of its petals, deflowered in cruel innocence |
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