Topic: Hope
poeticflight's photo
Sat 11/03/07 10:43 PM
Open wounds
Salt,the spice of pain.
Flames beneath my golden bridge,
destroyed with Satans reign.

City streets
chaotic roads of lust.
Shadows hide the evil stone
which grinds our hearts to dust.

Lifes journey
A path yet still unclear
Hope comes forth with rising sun,
for shadows disappear.