Broken smiles painted ,
On faces tainted,
by ebon fears and crystal tears,
borne with malice of a curse.
In pain resurrected,
Colored jaded,
Dreams faded.
Bled of our own,
In darkness sown,
hope forlorn,
Under starless nights we've grown,
Eclipsed by shadows of gods of stone (alone we moan).
Calloused heart,unflinching guard,
Words on a placard,
Distort the songs of a bard.
Verses of Faith, tunes surrogate,
choices made ... Sing or suffocate.
lips dry,tounges lie,
glorify
a heaven too high
No catcher ,just withering Rye
and an end never nigh (alone we cry)
an attempt at rhymes.
ReplyDeleteA pessimistic view (obviously)of life...as i know it !! LOL !!