A walk of ponder

A walk of ponder.

Sitting on the edge of proverbial ledges,
Wondering, wandering, on in misery.
The light passes through trees again,
Same tune tuned out again my friend.

Can you hear the wind blow,
Calling my heart broken soul.
I’ve never cried so genuinely,
Let tears break open so openly.

One foot behind another and again,
A slave to the emotions within,
The blood I’ve wrought in uncertainty,
To hold a vow not worth sincerity.

‘O when will these festered veins dry,
and let slip the pain I’ve felt inside.
How I call forth the hour of my demise.
And harness the lasting murmur of flies.

The last stanza, that's where the money's at. You hit the nail over the head. The wording is beautiful, there's a nice flow and the poem makes you think and visualize a bit. Amazing job, please continue writing more.

Ah.. , though not to many people seem impressed enough to leave a comment, thanks for your compliment.

am using a old song in my head and kinda goes with this, i like the last part though it gots a meaning to it keep it up

Well.. I was listening to Hammerfall while writing this.. so yeah >.>

that was a kool poem. it made me feel trippy cuz liek u wrote bout feelin the nature n stuff, and ya ideas were kool, but you should make it expand the ideas, but that poem is kool

:D

Heh.. thanks for the comments and what not, More shall come and all ^.^