Amazing venture tented in to dark skies,
fathom the phantom sweeping by.
neither a horse nor a sound,
there is no hero by
night or by light, we all remain
alive in our sorrows and in memories....
engraved deeply with in are those malicious horrors...
life goes on with out day and night...
| This is nice work, I see you to are a wizard of the word. |
The Poor Man's Poet.
|| Posted on 2008-04-30 00:00:00 | by Bobby K | [ Reply to This ] || thats pretty good, you have talent, real talent, i'm not just saying that, that was really good...this poem inspired me to write a poem thanks!||| Posted on 2008-04-26 00:00:00 | by Kornfreakinabox | [ Reply to This ] || Wow, you've got a writing talent yourself there. I can never get a rythem which is why I do more rants and slams but this is pretty good.||| Posted on 2007-06-08 00:00:00 | by MaxHam | [ Reply to This ] |