Secrets of the dead

What secrets will you take to the grave?

Buried in the depths

of the cold lifeless dirt

lie the decrets of the dead.

Closed and smothered

in the pages of a book

live the secrets of the dead.

Locked and stored away

in a donjon of death and doom

breath the secrets of the dead.

Forever hidden

in YOUR sould and eyes

are the secrets of the dead.

 

Author's Note

I wrote this one day when I wasn't listening in algebra 2 class, but I still thinks that it is cool. SO just read it and tell me what you think of it and give me some advise on it. PLEASE AND THANK YOU! :>P

Reviews

[ANNA]

I felt the hair on my neck stand up!! I didn't know dirt could be so lifeless untill you put it into those words..Nice work

Much love n respect,
Anna

[Sarah]

This is much better than anything that could ever be learned in algebra 2, believe me. XD I really enjoyed the repetition and the dark imagery throughout this poem. A few typos "decrets" (secrets) and "sould" (soul). But otherwise, great job with this!!! =)