Stolen Souls

Another back lit room along a weary street

Where the shadows upon windows cracked

Never speak of their truth that hides within

Only existing to torment the emotional spin

 

The grey and grime covered cobblestones

Forever reminding of roads better traveled

A time of warm winds and a tumbling weed

Splashing across the mind as feet trip in tar

 

The skies hang heavy over the city of today

Their weeping rains wash the light into dark

No more dancing, nor a drop upon a tongue

Only heavy mud, clinging to warn out boots

 

They whisper of every poisoned emotion, all speak

Behind closed iron doors, corrupting the new souls

Bathing in their ignorance, champions of self bliss

They yearn to destroy humanity’s very core spark

 

Those who see the shadows play their symphony

Shunned, like mongrels, so not to spoil the charm

Blinded to natures call, those within, a slow fading

Too late they come to the all sight, they die away

 

Hope’s glow tarnished, the sun and moon weep

Gia’s children, back into the forests they shuffle

Watching waiting till one day again, man to rise

Banishing their walls, reaching outwards again

Reviews

[Shy Girl]

Snatches hope right from under foot... I'm not sure how to convey what I feel when I read this darker piece of yours. (it's just confusing in my mind is all...) I like it though... I do know one thing that blinds me everytime I read one of your pieces... it doesn't matter if you're writing of love..fantasy..hope..dispair..or challenging the reader to figure it out...and apparently also the darker thoughts as well..you write every single one of them with the same intensity that pulls us in to read on.. No matter if we come to the ending and am left to wonder at the words we just read. They, each in their own way, embrace us ... carry us... tug us into your mind and heart. Bravo...I'm still not sure how I feel on this one ;)

[Gheeneil]

Man could be best pictured out as military tank-- too invincible. But truth is, the metallic covering works both ways-- a weapon as well as shield, protecting a fragile soul within.

[Wolfwind]

Thank you for your view of the piece! =)

[Lily Mae]

It reminds me of the times that lead us to the Zombie invasion.. the soul suckers.. Your descriptive powers are so strong that it pulled me right in :) xo

[Wolfwind]

Thanks! The image doesn't really capture the words for me, but it was the best I could do in a few minutes time. lol In fact once I got the image put together, I was thinking, perhaps I should just write about the image! :D But I chose to post the dark piece that I had already penned. I appreciate your time coming to read! =)