Poems from MaxxDawn
Gunfire reigns above the graves of those been shot and killed, or maimed.
And left to dig their own graves in Iraqi sand
As we, the few,...
To wit, I’ve never seen a snow as pure
Or basked in rays of sun so warm and bright,
and though the moon can but a month endure,
one scarce...
To the birds that fly in midnight gloom
To sing as morning daybreak comes
You are hope to me as I assumed
the only life is one succumbed
to...
The tears of regret rain down on blue skies,
fall from the heavens and crash to demise;
promises broken, and little white lies,
contribute...
The Monster in a Mask stands by the wall,
The Host suspects, but doesn't know. She just goes inside.
The Monster in a Mask goes with her....