Emotionless Poem
By Anaelle
Another broken word
Repeating one more useless poem
A wasted tear against your skin
Burning with desired understanding
But grows less precious with each fall
The seasons continue to turn
Spilling out more, worthless poems
Wasted words on used paper
Scribbles upon more scribbles
A mass of torn out emotions
Twisted, pressed together - dead
Tangled limbs with suicide
Against the backdrop of blood
Dry rain falling against wet skin
Dense fog surrounding air
Noting another fucked up life
Passing yet another unread poem
Words, unwanted, fall without grace
Onto dirty, unholy fingertips
Cleansed with wasted, worthless thoughts
Unnoticed 'I love you's drift...
And land against crushing palms
More meaningless murmurs
Slipping past unkissed, virgins lips
Forming just another beautiful poem
Comments on "Emotionless Poem"
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On Wednesday, December 28, 2011, With love_Crow
(83) wrote:
This is one of those beautiful poems. Far from emotionless.
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A former member wrote:
Beautifl poem ... it is far from emotionless.
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On Wednesday, March 24, 2004, KittyStryker
(711) wrote:
not quite emotionless- i tasted bitterness in these words. but i am quite familiar with that taste.