Poetry Forum
For poets who want unrestricted constructive criticism. This is NOT a vanity workshop. If you do not want your poem seriously critiqued, do not post here. Constructive criticism only. PLEASE Only Post One Poem a Day!!!
5/19/2010 7:54:55 PM
Michael Benkhen Posts: 40
|
I hear a rumble, a distant rumble and a pain. Again I hear a rumble, a vibration in the air Perhaps thunder Then the pain, the vicious pain returns.
I feel a pain, a vicious pain from within. Will it rain? I hear a rumble, a distant rumble in my head. I feel the vertigo setting in, I yell with all I have but no one hears. The floor becomes the ceiling and I plummet to my knees.
I hear the thunder growing stronger my insides start to shake. The pain becomes more then I can bare and I weep. I weep in the cold, I taste my tears They become my only nourishment and my fear. I find myself on my back, gasping Screaming!
I need food I need food I need food
But I know I won't get any.
- I wrote this, fighting a headache and incoming writer's block. So...I hope theres nothing wrong with it. Tell me what you think
-- The land is littered with the graves of animals I never killed yet somehow mourn.
|
• permalink
• reply with quote
|
Powered by AspNetForum
6.6.0.0
© 2006-2010 Jitbit Software