The DarkA Poem by Christopher 'Windstorm' Kellsanother abcdabcd, dcba, abcdabcd... just a little darker then i have done. please and feed back is welcome...The Dark By Windstorm Kells ©2009 Faltering abjective sweet sickness Roads littered with icy puddles From pools of fallen tears of bare torment Existence of time is quite gelid Worlds of unrest bridged fleetness Whilst scrambling memory befuddles Emotional essence swathe in cerement Deaths embrace day by day pallid To Pandora’s Box someone flipped the lid Allowing unrepentive grotesque embarrassment Light fails as dark creates guddles As insomnia realities consumes consciousness Another soul lay bare by faultiness Heavily moved only by trundles The mind enclose bloody disseverment As the body becomes stolid The bile erases all bitterness The soul finds the last rays huddles Betrayed by darkness’s entrapment Only to become the lights filid* © 2009 Christopher 'Windstorm' KellsAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 3, 2009 Last Updated on February 4, 2009 AuthorChristopher 'Windstorm' KellsEugene , ORAboutAs the wheel of time goes ever on, we change we learn and we shine, i am thankful this year for many reasons, i am 35 this year, so i look forward to an exciting year, with new friends, old acquainta.. more..Writing
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