Ashes of a Broken Key

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
hhmmmm.....I have a few light pieces, but most of my stuff is dark. This one started out about what I think of America and ended up about war. I use alot of symbolism and metaphores. I won't always post my best, but I will always post my favorites.

Submitted: January 21, 2007

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Blind and deaf for far too long;
An empty smile; a hollow song.
Spoiled lands and tainted seas;
Soured wind through rusted leaves.
Bitter rain from poisoned skies;
Wounded waves fall and rise.
Blackened suns and fields of red;
A shadowed moon almost dead.
Wilted vines and venemous streams
Break along the faultered seams.
Secrets destroyed and beauty devoured;
A dwarf remains of those that towered.
A thousand wonders anihilated;
Millions of spirits suffocated.
For noble cause; of righteous deed;
Our dearest weep; our dearest bleed.
Consuming flames and pointed blades;
Innosence dissolves and  hope fades.
Stripped of all that was once adored;
By splintered edge and jagged sword.
Battered, beated, bruised and torn;
Allowed not time to grieve; to mourn.
Whipped and tortured; forever mamed;
Scars from battles still unnamed.
Silent tears and whispered cries;
Unheard among the many lies.
A breathless form no longer free;
Still holding the ashes of a broken Key.

 


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