Within the vicious lair we’ve sat,
Though neither knew where we were at;
I took a breath but field with fear
Afraid to even call you dear.
The numbness burning on your face
The coming storm that you could gaze;
The hopeless facts, the shallow hate
Have yet to come into debate.
The silent scream that faith has left
Will mirror on this life-like theft.
So what is left? What’s to become?
Is everything all said and done?
The burning ashes from this fire
A snow fall on to the entire...
Facade
Amazing! Powerful and well penned write that shows your poetic talent! Keep giving the World some more or your brilliant works! You are on the right track Alex! God Bless You! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City! ... Note: In the 13th line you mean ashes, I hope. Check it out!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ups yes your right... :)) lol that sounded gay =)) tnx man anyway: D