Poison 9901

Rookie - 0 Points (January 06,1960 - 'Not Yet')

'Rebirth' - Poem by Poison 9901


A tattered box of knotted pine
Cross upon its lid, to forever bind
Consecrated soil, your final embrace
Neither stone, nor marker
Ever placed

A stake of oak, your body bound
Forever darkness,
Beneath this ground

Years passed by, as I silently waited
Took its hold, and this place,
It on

Land withered, and the trees grew old
The sun no longer shone, the winds grew cold
Soil began to erode, slowly revealing its keep
Fetid air blankets the ground from which it seeps

Mortar and brick, soon crumbled and fell
Nothing holy, in this place did dwell
Neath this ground of frozen earth
My soul waits,



Comments about 'Rebirth' by Poison 9901

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: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

[Report Error]