Walking down the stairs!

another poem created by a picture

    I'm walking down the long stairs, 

There's so many colors, 

Oh how wonderful they are, 

As i walk further the walls start to shift, 

Everything changing, 

Oh what a drag, 

All the colors start to fade, 

I'm walking down the long stair way, 

I swear i seen a talking brain, 

SO many colors, 

Then when i go down further, 

It gets darker, and darker, 

I can smell a fire brewing, 

I start to gasp for air, 

I see huge hands gasping for me, 

Oh now help, 

Help me, 

Good by.

Author's Note

tell me what you think ... another one of my creative poems from inspiration of a picture

Reviews

[Laura Lynn]

You have a real freedom of expression; this is a good idea to not feel constrained by the rules, to just say what you want to say, otherwise sometimes no one says anything...

[M.A.Rathore]

Wow! So beautiful and fine description of the event you see and then felt it as if all is happening around you ;and presently it makes this reading a lovely and creative feelings...
Keep writing ...
Have a nice time...

[Author Rucha Joshi]

WOW!
This is so so cool! I loved it!