- Non-Erotic Poetry
- This World is no Place for Angels
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Click hereCast profane upon tempest's heaving
Splintered glimpses bring fresh grieving
Broken now upon the shore
They circle closer to claim their whore
Meat for the table her flesh is offered
Partake they do from every coffer
Tortured senses beg surrender
And only summon more pretenders
Clawing this hell's corrupted dust
Weapons only faith and trust
Her pleads to still her shattered heart
Are met with laughter as they depart
- COMMENTS
unapologeticover 17 years agoFor me, poetry is sometimes more about the words than the meaning - if the words don't feel good in your mouth, then it's not poetry to me. This is. Bravo.
duddle146over 17 years agoA poem rich in symbolism ~ this line so powerful "clawing this hell's corrupted dust, weapons only faith and trust...
