Someday you'll learn to love thisA Poem by Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of PoetryDid you ever truly listen? Or care at all?
Was I just a pawn in your deadly game? Even though you were the Queen in mine?
A Queen of torture and pain Of sickness and disease
A delicate spring blossom is the scent of love But yours had an undertone of putrid flesh You skin was once soft as silk And now it is but scales On the back of your serpentine lullabies
Anguish and death is all that lies in your wake A trail of suffering
I came all this way jsut to be shunned? To be trampled under your heel?
Why must I love this mefistress of dark desires? © 2011 Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry |
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12 Reviews Added on May 2, 2011 Last Updated on May 2, 2011 AuthorSherbs Dreaming Tree Of PoetryKirkcaldy, Sherbs house on Sherbs street :D, United KingdomAboutI am Sherb of Sherbs Dreaming tree, Come inside and see, My marvellous range of tea. Haha Im Sherb I love poetry, it was my life for wuite a while and i have been suffering an 18 month block .. more..Writing
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