WELCOME TO MY POETRY PAGE!!
Every word of every line I ever wrote was for her, & in a flash she was gone,.....It happend so fast.
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust Go we must, it matters not wich god we trust, One day our metal veins will turn to rust. Oh in truth this fire of mine laid temper upon so many souls yeilding whimper, and life was yet thrilling..!And the hunt was fine upon warm flesh willing, I did dine and wine on all young lusts that none cared to decline,....And all were mine.
After I wrote that poem I began to play with diffrent variations of it, someI liked better & some not at all. This next poem is probably my favorite variation.
Ashes fell to ashes inside my soul today,
Dreams fell to dust, and life lost all meaning.
The hope that once walked hand in hand with faith is all but dead now
Clean gloves hide dirty hands, and mine are dirtier than most
There is no hope for the souls trapped inside here,
And mabey yours too.
Because in the end, we all know what we've done!
