Die in favor.

Another poetry work, based on a fictious plot. Have wrote all of them throughout my imaginations. Enjoy.

Ahead through the woods,

Alone with my legs

Not even a single wreck,

For atleast the books or the goods.

And then those voices,

Deep down the earth, cracked;

Which could never be tracked,

Shouting me, as sharp as noise.

One by one, passed the nights

One by one, passed the days,

Still couldn't figure the perfect ways

All the same, lefts or rights.

Something couldn't be quenched, my thirst;

With my throat being just like the sun

Wish if I had the shot over me by a gun,

Cause it is no use of my burst.

Here, I feel the fade of my vision.

Ye! I no longer want to survive.

There the Angel arrives,

To take my soul and seal her mission.

With my eyes down,

Peace all the day, Peace all the night!

Reviews

[Tom27]

I love this style of writing. Confidence shines from the words, as if its written by the conscience of the author, not penned. Keep it up