Walking the streets, with a mind of pain and virtue

Walking the streets, with a mind of pain and virtue

A Poem by Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry

She swept in like a wraith

Panicked whispers

Screaming virtuous knowledge

 

On the call of the rain

In such violence

In a river of blood

This is her wakening

 

Suffering frenzies of pain

She lingers

Aloft towers of ivory

 

Her scars

As sweet as the kisses she lays

 

Her eyes as deep as the ocean

Weeping agony

 

This soul struck witch

Walks alone

On a path of pain and virtue

 

© 2011 Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry


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I adore the language used in this piece love, you have created a masterpiece! xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


omg tht was really deep...... i like it:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


A sad, deep and soulful write.. You penned this very well..xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


Strong and powerful words made the poem a pleasure to read. I like the way you use the language to make your point.
"Her scars
As sweet as the kisses she lays"
So many statements stood out in this poem. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


A fierce and resilient piece, well done, great read

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very kewl write indeed, the maturity in your writes does not belie your age

Well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is an awesome poem,

'Her scars
As sweet as the kisses she lays

Her eyes as deep as the ocean
Weeping agony'

my favorite stanzas :)
Well done Sherb :) another great write :) x

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is absolutely fantabidozy, Sherbzihpoo :D xx

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry
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I 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..

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