Demise

I'm standing near the window

as the wind blows through my hair

and there's darkness all around

but it's not as if I care

when out of the darkness

steps one who's just like me

he doesn't say a word

as we stare out at the sea

and through the calm and quiet

a string of words unspoke

I'm slammed against the wall

his fingers 'round my throat

I do not retaliate

I only meet his eyes

what follows is a passion

that could lead to our demise.

Reviews

[Ashley]

Wow the rhythm was fantastic. It was very easy to read and interesting as well. For a new writer, i was intrigued. I'm anxious to read more of your work.
The symbolized passion in this poem really drew me in, and the imagery was well composed as well as useful in creating a vivid writing.
Keep writing, i want to see more :)

Ashley

[Lunar Lightning]

You, dear, are a great poet. Dark and full of emotion. Absolutely brilliant.

Luna

[LittleMadGirl]

Keep it up!
It's an extraordinary good poem!
Though it's clear what's happening it leaves space for the readers fantasy and for interpreting =)
I love it

[Odrah]

This is full of an intensity that can be felt down to the very core. The rhyming and rhythm were superb. I was very impressed by this poem and it's a darn good first impression. I am looking forward to reading more of your work.

Well done.