Poems from fredabomb
Scratching.
Screeching.
Its aura burns in the macabre!
Manifest of fear,
Its form hides under dark,
It brings the restless to death,
And...
The crunching of leaves
Beneath my feet.
The infinite breeze
Cools my cheeks.
Continuous, the colors fall
Shade by shade they darken now...
Thou be the fool, whom all detest.
Thy orb speaks in putrid voices.
Thy name shan’t be forgotten
For thy self reek of contumelious...
Hypocrisy. She reigns as justice.
Intellectuality. We boast of its abundance.
Equality. Under minority rule.
Religion beckons for fuel,
To...
Depression, regrets, lies, death, and all
Other manners of sufferings come about naturally.
This is the truth.
This is reality.
And...