- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Pounded
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Click hereMy world has been wasted and nuked!
And the voice hidden in the sky,
has declared me the last survivor.
The exalted “King of Ashes.”
For the dust that billows and boils,
mingled with the remains of a bitter society.
No life endures and the most terrible sound,
that echoes my single, exposed heartbeat.
With my crown, bent and askew,
I am given a shattering gift.
Immortality!
So I may mourn the faithless numbers,
and countless ghosts,
who bend their knee to my voided title.
“King of Ashes.”
The avalanche of silence, rings in my ears.
The Mystery Valiant
2-16-1998
- COMMENTS
My Erotic Trailalmost 18 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the thread 'New Poems Reviews'
Thanks for the literary journey (~_~)
