Dead leaves come back to the old tree of hearts Singing along with the voice of death Marching straight, ace of spades, Tearing apart whatever remained-from me and you, old souls no longer safe.
She give a glance of tears filled with hate and dispair. No hope can save her from the scarlet chains he creates, No longer her smile will save the flower from the everlasting cruel queen, Only her pain they will hear created by the most deadliest sin.
He stares into the darkness, filled with regrets and old lost memories. No longer he will catch the brightest light on earth, No longer he will laugh... the moment is ceasing.
Dark leaves surround the hearts with flames. Nine circles they create-shades With evil faces gazing at the prettiest flower on earth While her soul's crumbling And lights with faces of angels cry on earth While she is stumbling.
His soul remained untouched by Gods, His soul began to shout, His heart turned dark While the light was slowly fading into Hades mouth. His body began to crawl, His mind began to see what she saw-his heart Of lust darkened by the faces of gods Who took him, his flower and his heart...
I have to say as I read this I was blown away. Your concept of poetry is brilliance and expresses a sort of darkness I reside in when reality gets to be too much.
"Singing along with the voice of death" That piece of imagery is genius... the voice of death-- how beautifully sinister.
"No longer he will laugh... the moment is ceasing." The seriousness of this line caught my eye. It was like a death threat. Wonderful.
I've done a lot of reviewing recently and this is the first piece I have enjoyed! Thank you so very much for your literary prowess. I didn't even have to dissect your grammar. Brilliant piece. The inception was a fantastically dark doorway. Also, the concluding stanza was amazing. I apologize for the lack of organization in this review. I'm just slopping my thoughts together here and there. At least its honest. I love it.