-Wildfire Exotic-

For a friend...

Harassment exotic

rumor wildfires,

patient velvet pause.

Scared screams drowned out by rain.

Scarecrow wonderland,

mirror decembers desplay,

Demonic laughes of a keyboard liar.

~

Butterfly beauty,

ripping lace.

Shame clings to

the malicious demon

shown on his face.

~

She can't help the scars,

thereher demise.

The call of death at her door,

harbours the moans,

as she cries.

~

June imagine, stripe ink.

checkerboard quilt comfort, bloody sink.

~

Aparently the lies work,

she got sick of the pain,

the september rot.

The demon turns away

from the screen

with a smirk.

Author's Note

For Robin. The 'he' is for the liar, and the 'she', for the victim.

Reviews

[Jaded Mermaid]

Oh my, I LOVE this line in particular, "She got sick of the pain, the September rot." You are growing so much in these newer rhymes of yours! Thank you for reaching out to her, she could always use it, we all could, but she needs this more so now, not many are deserving of getting help like she is, ya know? She helps so many but few help her. Kinda familiar...

[Gleb Zavlanov]

I really like your poetry. It's so unique and abstract yet beautiful at the same time. Pen on!

[paradise]

Great poem

[stars are far]

nice one
i liked this ..

[Dearantlers]

Wow, this is really good. Way better than I could ever write. I can tell it's a Robin poem, and it was very well done. Good job, and thanks for the RR>

[Alice Bounty]

I love the last part of "The demon turns away from the screen with a smirk". That is exactly what I imagine happened. I also think you are growing in your writing. This is wonderful. Adding it to my Library =]