Aseem Desai Poet Ballad

Deathland

Rising steam from the ashen face,
		cast a shadow on the human race,
	In deadly darkness the night did soak,
	with the horrid stench of the devils cloak,
		head of evil, skull is the wreath,
		the air is full of fear, the fear of death,
	The world is ruled with a staff in the hand,
	the sea is dry 'n' theres blood in the sand,
		there is no way to leave this dreary landscape,
		from the deathland theres no escape............


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Wyatt Loethen May 3, 2012 at 6:55 PM I Love thissss

Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet May 2, 2012 at 10:39 PM STUPENDOUS WRITE!!! I enjoyed this much.You truly have writing skills......Elliott..... Aseem Desai May 2, 2012 at 11:52 PM Thanks very much, i like your work too, i am looking for something of more volume from you, i mean really looking forward to it

Daver Austin May 1, 2012 at 2:38 PM You said it! There is lots of fear in the world these days, even to a fear of the world ending, determined by some Mayan examining chicken bones many hundreds of years ago. Congrats on the selection. daver Aseem Desai May 2, 2012 at 11:53 PM thanks for your comment, there is indeed a lot of fear, real and perceived, and that is the root cause of all violence that we see around us..its sad

Sashi Prabhu April 12, 2012 at 11:11 AM dark thoughts explicitly expressed........keep the ink flowing.....~sashi Aseem Desai May 2, 2012 at 11:54 PM thank you sir

Ivy Vresk April 8, 2012 at 5:49 PM wow I like it ,very deep dark feeling of death and yet so romantic,I really like your style ,keep writing ,like to read more from you,Ivy Aseem Desai May 21, 2012 at 1:12 AM as i promised deathland two has been born Aseem Desai May 3, 2012 at 3:35 AM and read you shall :-) thanks for the comment