Ravens and Crows

Go hand in hand

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Graves crumble in the night

The moon opaque behind the clouds

Weeds sway in the breeze

 

Ravens and Crows

Shining eyes

Shimering wings

 

The sky calls me

The ground claims me

My life nowhere

 

The faded writing

Stares into my eyes and soul

My black dress tearing

 

I bare all as my love claims me

On the cold hard ground

Nothing is the same

 

My life slowly ebbs away

As the Ravens take flight

but all remains the same

 

As the Crows stay

Author's Note

This poem isn't nessicarily about Angels, even though the picture may indicate it is. Also it might help if I mention that Ravens = Death and Crows = life, it might make more sense for some people that way

Reviews

[Brad]

i catch your meaning...perhaps being close to death makes us all more alive

[My Fair Lady]

Dark and delicious. :)

[GrownUpTime]

amazing. i love it so much. great job, no complaints!

[Robin]

darkly expressed ~

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

good symbolical poem...i like the way you used symbols in this poem and how they were put together

[Cassiopia Summers]

Ooooh. How I did enjoy this MAGNIFICENT write! (: I loved it, and the meaning along with it, awesome write dear.

[Short.Nerd]

Very good(:

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

dying and becoming alive this is a deep painful and blissful work like death confronting

[Daydreamer54]

I like it! it's symbolic, kinda dark, and poetic. I also love the picture btw! :)

[nono]

I love this picture and this whole thing is beautiful I love it keep it up!!