Death-Of-The-Soul Poison Poem by Eillio Imbasciati

Death-Of-The-Soul Poison

Rating: 5.0


A fight,
He won't
He'll just float,
A landscape into a dream
Wearing a face or being real?
Trust
But the mind so dark at night,
Savaged by subconscious riot looters
With their death-of-the-soul poison,
Contaminate his sleeping spirit,
He takes one for the dream

Wednesday, March 10, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,subconscious,trust
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 17 March 2021

Congratulations being chosen by Poem Hunter and Team as The Member Poem Of The Day. Hoorray! I have enjoyed very much.

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