Halibut
March 18th, 2011, 03:32 PM
ok, so i wrote this poem last night at like 2 in the morning and i usually have an idea about what a poem i wrote about is about. I have no idea, any ideas or thoughs about it?
Drip Drop Drip
the mountains cry while they kiss.
laying
shallow
in the
night
the forests scream at this sight.
quivering lips as the sun does dawn,
livid for that dying song.
Melted as one, thosebitter souls rose,
casting shadows.
Their soul is sold,
to the father of light and cold. .
Drip Drop Drip
the mountains cry while they kiss.
laying
shallow
in the
night
the forests scream at this sight.
quivering lips as the sun does dawn,
livid for that dying song.
Melted as one, thosebitter souls rose,
casting shadows.
Their soul is sold,
to the father of light and cold. .