Stone the Virgins

by Sondos   Apr 29, 2006


Moisten the mud and unearth the crystals
Shiny, jagged yet old and fake
Stone the virgins in their cotton wool shells
Paint on top of all things real, the ambiguity
The release of freedom that isn't all there
Feel it take you over, the dream like hovering

Hum the song of the Gods, awaken them from sleep
Towel off the dust and remove the moth balls
They must be there
But beneath it all is nothing but the prayers of fools
The golden sacrifices dazzling, desperate but still there

Release them from eternal waiting
You can be their 'god-sent' saviour

That's how you'll get the glory
The foolish skills of common sense

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  • 17 years ago

    by Bhavin

    Dear sondos,

    a really beautiful poem. there's so much to learn from this poem. i am happy that u too liked my poems and i also feel good to know that somehow inspire it. keep writing well... and keep on inspiring me to deliver much more better poems. bye.

  • 17 years ago

    by LadyPearl

    Nice job, though not my favorite from you.

  • 17 years ago

    by Sourav

    Very different and very good. Well done!

  • 17 years ago

    by Ashley Van Eperen

    Once again, i just LOVE your style. sooo unique!!! i liked this poem very much 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by ღ»Lσιѕ«ღ

    WOW!!! that was good!! I love your vocabulary (I'm Jealous)! It was beautifully written!! The flow was good and so was the description!! I loved the title!! Most defenatly deserves a 5!! Wonderful Job!! Couldnt change a thing!!

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