Something struck a wrong chord in my head last night... For a child.. who was!!
Death..
she continues...
to drink life
wall flowers growing on the grave
camels without water on the run
perception of a broken heart...
moon steals light from the sun
Children getting kicks
watching black snake slough its skin
running behind the shadow dancing
away from his own kin
Burning tears reaching out a silent scream
a muted shout
through the walls of dead silence
a man with his broken dreams
carries his young one
a blessing gone bad
a burden sans life
a shattered mirror
a child who was once alive....
2 comments:
hwzztht..comments open again..!
it seems , you are wading through an ocean of pain..and u need a hand to pull yourself out.
Post a Comment