Monday, November 12, 2007

The Curse

Here is a poem that I have written. It is still a work in progress. This is what Catlin would refer to as an "EMO" poem. I personally think its ... you know. Please be critical.

Drenched in solitude, fire calling,
No longer significant, hail falling,
Blood be crimsoned, tears be pure,
Confused with anger, cannot endure.

Curse of secrecy, silenced voices,
Silence kills, the night rejoices,
Wrong decisions, unbinding sin,
Hell inflaming, voices within.

Abandoned light, darkened skies,
Let soils be stained, echoing cries,
Storms of fire, burn today,
With only blood, to wash away.

Perfection broken, Earth put to curse,
Will never heal, becoming worse,
Beg for mercy, unforgiving cries,
The solemn world, life slowly dies.

Sarah Ying.

2 comments:

ENG3U Student said...

Interesting piece, Sarah. It reads like a chant, which really suits the mood. I think the last stanza could use some work, though. The line "Will never heal, becoming worse" sounds a bit awkward.
- Amal

ENG3U Student said...

Whoa Sarah. You are giving me goose bumps. and I agree with Amal, the chant suits the purpose or atmoshpere of the poem. Some things dont flow, i dont know which but it just seems like it.
~Jessica