Dreams of a dreamer,
laid out beside her,
Dreams of a waster,
come back to snide her.
Fears of a preacher,
he trys, well to guide her,
Fears of a father.
do but, misguide her.
Sins of a sinner,
laid out beside her,
Scares from the scarer,
laid out upon her.
And with this knife,
this pretty little knife,
She'll end this,
Her all but pretty little life.
Amazing poem! ....I love how all of the words flow into one another...sounds so lyrical.
go hiontach. maybe needs a little bit more expansion but it explains well the usual fight between tradition and mentality, freedom and chaos with proposed virtue.
keep dreaming my friend..never fear it..an inquisitive and eye opening write..u amazing!
At first glance seems like a horror or psycho movie but in depth very meaningful and sad. Keep on writing.......10. Best Wishes Naseer
Very deep and sad, straight from the heart where poetry is born - 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
truly sad and with deep emotion written into your words. Very well done. kimberley.