Prince Ekpemandu Poet Free verse

Abandoned Church

In the midst of this silent song,
Is a lost note-a lost church...
Worst than being abandoned,
It's foundation  has been crawled by isolation...
The melodious rhymes it made,
Has been replaced by a never ending moaning of the ocean...
The sands crapes into it veins,
Going sway..
It was a place filled with saved souls..
A place of inspiration,
Tunes into a place of isolation..
Left and abandoned by all,
The place of worship has turned into "abbadon".

 

BY PRINCE EKPEMANDU
contest- THE CHURCH NY THE OCEAN
2nd October 2011

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Poet Destroyer A June 22, 2014 at 12:24 PM Hi Prince Ekpemandu, Congratulations, enjoyed stopping by to view, every featured poem, on the soups Home Page. Take Care & Have Fun this coming week..... Luve Linda

Dinda Minardi October 8, 2011 at 12:37 PM This is very good. I've read several of your poems, you have your own language to speak your soul. Good one. I enjoyed them. Thanks for stopping by, prince :)

Carolyn Devonshire October 2, 2011 at 3:47 PM A mesmerizing write, Prince. I love the way you described the decay of the church, even though it was a "place filled with saved souls." Now I'll have to look up "abbadon." Intriguing! Best wishes in the contest and thanks for stopping by. Love, Carolyn Prince Ekpemandu October 2, 2011 at 3:54 PM THANK YOU