The prodigal wall returns
The sinister structure more
Painful to watch, laughing
Like the gates of hell.
I went inside and locked
The doors, and the keys
Were lost in forever, with
The pains and the bruises.
I sat down the wall and
Started weaving the music
Of the remembrance, cause
Winter would come for my
Soul to be frozen and dark.
And then came the blizzards
Of rain and hell storm, I got
Bruised and my wounds were
Poisoned. but I could not feel
The pain of separation.
I could not feel my loss
Cause I have seen the writing
On the wall, it announced my
Demise and wished me to
Rest in peace.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Return of the Wall
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1 Comment:
heyaa
nice read
awesome use of natural imagery to real portray human emotions
keep posting
cheers
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