Vines
My body tembled in fear
From the vines drawing near
Twisting and coiling around my waist
As sickening flowers bloomed with grace
Messy pollen and poisioned nectar
Cover my arms and legs like a projector
Leaves strewn about in my hair
While strong scents pollute the air
Voices are quickly closing in
Begging and yelling at me to sin
Cold hands and warm touches
Caress my cheeks into soft blushes
Laughs and jeers ring in my head
While chains wrap at the foot of my bed
Vipers and vultures surround me
Squeezing at my whines and pleas
Wings ripped from thorns that bruise my back
As roses fade from white to black
They drag me down to the endless pit
Of misery and doubts to uplift
Woo is my pride as it droops low
As the flower is tangled in a tight embrace
While my eyes are covered, and thoughts
replaced
My fear does not break from these vines
That wipe my tears and push me behind
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.
