Unic Cjonr

Rookie - 0 Points (Capriborn 73)

Magnetic Moon - Poem by Unic Cjonr

Beyond what is left, turn right behind what you hide, low is your ego to the echo of the tides. Magnetic Moon, am i drawn, am i made of clay, should i go or should i pray. Ripped and torn, death can not be reborn. Spasms of lust, erupt just just, i am thrust into the dust, that is a must must. Darker than black, ash black, cuts ribbons of peace inside my mind, i am lost, i am found, but i am out of time. Swerve by the swirl, at the speed of a spiral dial, dive deep and rise steep, what was planted was not a seed, i sowed the creeper of creeps, the sign signalled, sickle to your soul, in for a reap.


Comments about Magnetic Moon by Unic Cjonr

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 18, 2013


[Hata Bildir]