I once looked into the soul of man
Screaming insanely from fright I ran
As I shivered at the what had looked back
Through a gate to hell left opened a crack
Vile dark mirrored images so evil cast
Pupils dilate with unlisted dreads of past
Strange is the light of fiction over fact
Against the calling of the wind to act
Barbed demons not allways meant to be seen
Sins unconfessed to rot a mottled green
All roads of good intentions will dead end
Conscience sold down around the river bend
Falling, falling closer to the point of no return
Rising, rising from below the fires of Hades burn…
Sheila
Harness forth those Gallows of echoed dwell
So Long as I have a candles flame to read the inscriptions of poet's wise....
Peace, Love & Poetry
Vickie
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose
Cheers,
Dan
hugs
Kat
This one is effectively, chillingly penned: hopefully all who read take a deep look within themselves and change their ways. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Georg
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Axilea
Sandie Angel :o)