Killing Dusk

This is sort of an old poem...thats proably why it sucks so bad :(


Glitter spilled from the sky
and landed upon my eyes.

Violins sounded in the night air
making angels bow their heads in despair.

Stars poured from my eyes
creating a sillohouette in the empty sky.

Should the earth weather away
into the depths of the cosmos today,
I'll be here waiting for your
voice, for your face, for any trace
of you in that shattered place.

The veins of this world are running thin
and dry, the dusk begins to weep and die.

Leaves cover the ground,
hiding the truth in our lives.

Can't you hear the birds telling lies.

Well i like the poem.i think that it was written gacefully and beatufily.:D:its wonderful

it seems to deep for me to understand then again that was my first glance great poem though

Thankies...no worries I take that as a compliment. Sometimes it's good not to understand things...it makes it more fun when you find out later ^-^