Furtive Child

by Wings Of Flames   Feb 15, 2006


Bathing in the blood of virgins,
Encased in crimson fury,
Flames eaten alive,
Evicted by the jury,

The clouds form into swirls,
Crucifixion with rust nails,
A stake burnt through a heart,
Penitence prayers for fails,

Perfection lies not in this time,
Nor in the slip of a noose,
The simple is the fusion,
Defiant for abuse,

The lower that you sink,
The higher you shall fall,
Memories are to forget,
And some nothing at all.....

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  • 18 years ago

    by Lady Vengeance

    Elizabeth bathory. That was my first thought. Then Murderers. Lol. loved it. really. it's my kind of poem : )

  • 18 years ago

    by Lady Vengeance

    Very good. Ur Amazing Em. Gotta love it!
    : )

  • 18 years ago

    by ShadowDancer

    Your new style makes the reader think thoughtfuly of your meanings. the poems can be read and considerd in so many different ways. thats what makes a good poet

    Ruby

  • 18 years ago

    by Heather M Craig

    I dont usually vote, but yours was deserving of a 5. the best poem i've read today :] you create broad imagery & your rhythm is brilliant.

    besides. the topic... is amazing.

    keep up the good work.

    love.
    heather.

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