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as i write,
i wonder where the world has been,
where is the might,
is it engulfed in sin?
is there any fight?
left in the world of men?
we live according by sight,
is there no end?
has the spirit died?
along with my soul?
have too many defied?
the rest left dull?
have too many lied?
theyre hearts turned to coal.
no more to say,
no more rhyme,
no more days,
no one kind,
no more days,
nothing to find..
(sorry if it seems mediocre, i tried...)
I can see why there is no title.
as for it being mediocre, nonsense. I actually think that it,
has a sort of jumbled feel to it, which is quite good.
above all it is a unique poem that you gave to us, so well done.
well I actually liked it.
I have to say though I did have to read it twice to get most of what its saying I like it.
And I like how you have every othe line rhymeing that adds a nice touch to it though I the flow of it kinda threw me off a bit.
but it is a good poem and it gets you to thinking really.
I like it! two thumbs up from me!
^_^
thank you, thank you *bow*Quote:
Originally Posted by P.R. Princes
i really love to write stuff like this. only i feel like my poems are like bic razors, instantly disposable after use.:D: