A Short Story
surprised target
without you
perhaps on the desolate streets
my dreams buried in the dark
not selected stalemate in the dead-end streets
who is killer
unquestionable secrams
befor the final curtain
this is not the worst
foreign stays to hearts
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
