Words - Alouette
WORDS - ALOUETTE
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.
______________________________
CONTEST NAME: SCREWED
SPONSOR: ROB CARMACK
PLACED 3RD
(c)O.E. Guillermo
10:52pm
September 05, 2014
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014
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