Next Turn

by KitchBlood   Oct 3, 2005


Blood of black,
on red of night,
in my dreams,
the broken flight,
scaled wings torn,
broken heart burnt,
the path so dark,
and I took a turn,
bad to worse,
and worse to shadow,
tomorrows hopes,
have all shattered,
as all the color,
slips away,
I turn away,
from the light of day.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Daniel Hendrix

    Its a brutal road to happyness

  • 18 years ago

    by KitchBlood

    Thanks

  • 18 years ago

    by HOLLY ARMER

    I really like poems like this. The short lines and quick flow is flawless. Also, the imagery is quite brilliant. Keep it up~Holly

  • 18 years ago

    by Michael

    Beutiful Kelly...Keep em coming! Ur poems never cease to amuse me!

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