Poem -
Cold blooded...
A running
River
A gruesome
Shiver
The whites
In my
Eyes
Are telling
Me that
I've died
As the
Red painfully
Fills
I have
Been one
Of his
Kills
Don't worry
My child
For I'm
Not blind
I have plans
For his
Monster
Kind...
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Comments
i like the feel of this one it's hopeful and it has a nice flow
Thanks very much Sarah, yeah although the hurt is there it's not gone unnoticed, thanks again ?
Thanks Tehmina ?
Good work Wayne!
Cheers Keith! Nice to hear from you sir! Hope you're doing well ??
Thanks for reading, lovely people ?
Sometimes the need for vengeance can be so strong that the tepid tendrils of hate can lash out from beyond the grave.
Nice writing, Wayne.
~Dean
Very true Dean, thanks very much for reading my poet friend! ??
You're very welcome, Wayne.
Good stuff!
~Dean