We All Fall Down

by Skyfire   Aug 29, 2008


Ashes, ashes,
we all fall down
as the wind
whispers, whispers
without a sound.
Crying, crying,
a dusty hand
and dusty heart
reaching, reaching
for help to stand.
Shaking, shaking,
from tears and blood
dripping, dripping
hate and love.
Ashes, ashes,
we all fall down
but when I'm
falling, falling,
will I be found?

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  • 15 years ago

    by Byron

    Very well written. I enjoyed this poem a lot.

  • 17 years ago

    by dirtyhands

    Whoa,,how nice it makes me stop and read it agen seriously,
    great! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Ignoris

    Nice work, really! I love the play on the nursery rhyme, I think that's really what makes it so good. Keep it up.
    Take care,
    Eleni

  • 17 years ago

    by Solus

    What is found and lost are the same within chaos...every truth a lie, every sound an echo.

  • 17 years ago

    by Crippled Wing

    I love this poem!!! keep up the great work!!!

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