Ill Effects

by Extinct Angel   Sep 7, 2008


Life call us to a beckoned call
Yet the demons make us fall
Off the beaten path to content
The ill effects of no repent
Time sways back and forth
Lost in the vastness of darkness
We claim to be one thing
But Still another creeps by inside
Waiting for the moment
Of the victims first taste
That's the Ill effects of A life in waste

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  • 15 years ago

    by Ash

    A well written though short poem. But I think that even in these few lines was a simple message to all. Though I think that the first line could be changed to something else for the repetition of the word call evades the entire feeling and mood behind the poem. None the less I feel that this is a great attempt. 5/5 from me.

  • 15 years ago

    by Goth marionette

    A very dark and sad poem..It's too short but good...

    P.S.
    There is a typo
    Life call(s)...

    Nice work,keep it up..

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