Rising Again

by Void   Dec 6, 2005


Lying here on cold wet soil,
Letters turn me to termoil.
On a stone, they spell my name,
As I sit up inside my grave.
Silently screaming, there's death all around,
Awake now and dreaming, there's souls to be found.
Unfinished business writtin in the air,
The lord has some plans, and I am his heir.
He sent me here, for reasons unknown,
But my spirit will travel until reasons are shown.
Searching over the moons complection,
This is the night of my ressurection.

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  • 18 years ago

    by PrincessCatalina

    Short but very well written! keep up the good work!

  • 18 years ago

    by OverlookedTruth

    I think repeating reasons was fine..shows repetion and proves a point. the pint that there is, in fact, reasons for ressurection. even if there unknown.

    i LOVE this poem. you are an excellent writer!

    5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by t i f f a n y ♥

    This is a really great poem!! I love it! I really think you should make it longer though, you could do so much more with this. Regardless, excellent poem!

    Tiffany.xox.

  • 18 years ago

    by cowgirlstar26

    I loved the lasy two lines! 5/5 short but well written

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