ENTREATED
The gigantic motion patrolled
In the dark room immersed myself
No! This can't be it's no more
Giving out a shrilly sharp vocal
My throat adhering to dryness
What a slurred pilgrimage
I didn't realise it wasn't over
Drapping across my numb limbs
Crawling in the dark room shivering
A dark shadow appeared in roar
What a sunken face with bones
Was it a ghost or a demon ?
No pop as my voice faded in the dark
Chattering of things I knew not about
Tears rolling down endlessly-
Remembering the teachings in cathedral
Would this really save me from furnace?
blood smearing seemed a ritual
Drinking from that skull like cup
Presented by long bone like hands
all I would mumble was readings
Had the saviour arrived to lend a hand!
Maybe yes maybe no I tried to swear
It wasn't really though my fear overwhelmed
My conscience had gone for a trip
Far far away from my world though
Entrapped in my own thoughts of loss
I preferred taking it solo
The mission meant to be accomplished
Only by self and step by step
I took the wrath to my own hands
and all was only a symbol of cowardice.
Categories:
drapping, emotions, freedom, image,
Form: Blank verse
Goring down, shredding tears, I pule to,
give my prayer, to all family's and
friends, missing or gone, across this
blanket world, as her gusty winds flare,
and ragging rapids spill, these islands in
darkness, I will not lye here,
silenced, for she was,
"PLANNED" drapping curtains,
where our moon mysteriously a
lined itself, mutationally, reins, and
deploys,explosions of fear, I say,
don't give in, break her free, don't
be, A coward less coward, to their deceit,
and lies, these politicians, we call
democrats n' republicans, don't
really,give A RATS ASS, as long
as,they get voted, I ask stand for
what's right to your heart, therefore
she can not win this glory, and ask
your government why???? Priceless
lives pay, in A test on the country
so that they may have control....
That's the question.... But I will not
bow, I give my hand to the
innocence, of THE PEOPLE.......
To shelter them with love and blessings, that I
Rein.....For I shall ride A pon my black knight.....
As We defeat it, like a skyscraper...
Carma
10-30-12
Categories:
drapping, fear, natural disasters, peace,
Form: Dramatic Verse