GFU #3
eyes light up
by realising
that bloodied hearts
can find release
that the spill
of crimson liquid
is the first stage
in finding peace
and in the spark
eyes glow like orbs
feasting
on the light
waiting for the
rainbows
you'll never find
in the night
Poetry by Eli
Read 984 times
Written on 2017-04-28 at 20:33
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Jamsbo Rockda |
shells |
ken d williams |
Texts |
by Eli Latest textsCyberattacklove & drugs time passes and chances avail fixer Welding Burns |
Increase font
Decrease