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Nightmares in my skin;
Scourging deep within.
Blood and bones sizzling abreast...
Aged tired nerves plead
from words carving bleed
to screams of cruel arrest.

Head like tomb stillness
chaining rock stiffness.
Iron hurt span rumbling din.
To endure, my gong,
stopping a torch song.
Hence, be far in any sin.

September 05, 2014



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  1. Date: 9/9/2014 10:52:00 PM

    Superb, this is amazing!!!
  1. Date: 9/9/2014 12:51:00 AM

    This poem could be interpreted in so many ways dependent upon context. I see fear and pain, for sure, but on a deeper level I hear a cry for help. Stopping a torch song is a nice metaphor, and the inclusion of a gong crosses many cultural references in my mind. If this is indeed for a contest, you will give the judge something to wrap his or her mind around ! :) I send my love and adoration, Olive !
  1. Date: 9/8/2014 5:48:00 PM

    excellent write love how you drew this
  1. Date: 9/8/2014 5:41:00 PM

    Hi Olive; This is very nice. Stopping a torch song. I like that. Is this for a contest? Have a blessed day... Lucilla
  1. Date: 9/7/2014 1:26:00 PM

    This is poetry that really squeezes the mind good. Each line is a rich mystery, candied with such novel expressions...this is a treat Olive...J.A.B.
  1. Date: 9/7/2014 11:20:00 AM

    Hauntingly powerful & darkly deep Olive, loved it, James :)
  1. Date: 9/5/2014 5:09:00 PM

    Lovely alouettes, Olive_eloi, though I think the first one tips the scales. If I were to go for perfection, first 2 lines of 2nd stanza could rhyme better. gl in contest. // paul
  1. Date: 9/5/2014 1:20:00 PM

    Very deep and powerful Nette. Good luck. Hugs Jan xxx
  1. Date: 9/5/2014 12:12:00 PM

    Another beauty Olive! Good luck my dear!
  1. Date: 9/5/2014 10:06:00 AM

    Powerful & sharply detailed. Intriguing last line. Nice work!