Raven's Poem

[strawberry9]

I'll do one every week if you guys like these. ^_^ I wind up getting carried away with stories and wind up writing novels so here's Raven's weekly poem.

The March

Silent raindrops, the tears of Heaven.
I count their sins.
One. Two. Five. Six and seven.
Tapping the beat as if to a funerals step.
Fading pictures of last centureis kept.
The march is parading for thee.
Cannot mask your desolation all you see is me.
Keep your eyes open to the still rain beats.
The band forever playing its own keep.
Trumpets blazing the lost battle cry.
A dead cause to man, lost to the naked eye.
Covered in the state of mans downfall.
The blood that runs down the statesmen wall.
The end creeps to the slime and worst of mans desperate lies.
Can't speak straight or look me in the eyes.
The cobblestones shake with the rattle of reaper death.
Black ice creeping in the midst of each breath.
I am transparent cannot point at me.
Count your sins, the band plays for thee.



Hope you guys enjoy that. ^_^


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[bbissocute]

Very nice. You really captured Raven in this poem. You better let her out before she hurts you...You should be a professional. Keep up the great work, I look forward to the next one.

bbissocute

[strawberry9]

Thank you! ^_^