Vision

by Steven Topaz   Dec 14, 2009


Two ton doors stand still with a wavier.
With floors still moving it gives life a new flavor.

My wings tied tight, yet I cascade to heavenly heights.
And as my heart becomes hollow on my first hallowed plight.

Walls collapse, my vision recreating
Days alapse, A new mission in the making

Sentences shiver in my veiled moonlight.
Aliterations wavier for I lost all my might.
Mood dissapates, thy room starts to quiver.
fingernails shake, now I start to miss her...

Walls collapse, my vision recreating
Days alapse, A new mission in the making

Objects are projectiles, A harsh brutality
Vision fading.. Welcome to reality..

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  • 13 years ago

    by PunKxPrincesSx

    I love this poem it makes me want to cry :( i know how you feel in this poem. my poem ''THESES TEARS'' are like ur poem here so message me if u wanna talk:)

  • 14 years ago

    by Mr Rhee

    I agree. This poem is abstract. Very much so. Although I like the theme, I must say that there many contradictions throughout the write. I dont think I want to sound too critical by pointing them out. I will say, I think it was a worthy try at profoundness.