Your Black Soul
I live in shadow,
a sweet sunflower
sown on the dark side
of your selfish need
to dominate each
spot of joy.
Stunted
and shriveled
my bloom is thwarted,
your need for nectar
to keep your black soul
satisfied
leaves me nearly dead.
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.
