Souls

by Corruption   Oct 2, 2006


A bowl of howls
screams of torture
souls of the dead
deceit is every where

souls of the dead
pained for eternity
behold these mutinies
the collapse of the human race

the inevitable has arrived
all will perish,
within the grasp of
the souls of the dead

wandering and lost
frightened and scared
forgotten yet remembered
by a stone on the ground

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  • 16 years ago

    by Nix

    It is interesting, very unique and it has great imagery. Rhythm of this poem is excellent, it truly isn't your best work but it is good.

  • 17 years ago

    by Connor

    It was totally different but not ur best

  • 17 years ago

    by BeautifulxMess

    Wow..that was deep...it was really good though. Comemnt back.
    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by myshiningstar14

    Lvoe how u repeated the line: souls of the dead made it more powerfful and real for the reader./.nie imagery...

    think it would've been more powerful tf you hadnt mentionsd the word souls in the poem since its the title but yeah..good jobb.

    lissa

  • 17 years ago

    by ~*Lips_Of_An_Angel*~

    Wow!!deep stuff!!great job!!the ending was great!! and it flowed perfectly it was...flawless!!keep writing hun!!
    ~Rachel~

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