måndag 24 november 2008

Snow-angels

Tears in the form o desire
when a former desire
no longer holds comfort
comfort held by arms
arms no longer there

empty is her mind
mind without words
words which echo
echo goes on and on
on in her empty mind

snowflakes falling
fallen on the ground
ground dirty with sin
sin covered in white
white like virtue

and she has fallen
falling like a snowflake
snow-white an angel
angel broken on the ground
on sin without wings

whispers for a dream
dreaming of a whisper
a whisper of rescue
rescue without wings
wings of the mind

1 kommentar:

Alex sa...

Yaaay! Someone's posted something! Something very good too! I really like how you start each sentence with the word from the last sentence, it makes for a certain rhythm! Loved the poem anyhow!

Also, nice to see some new faces on the member list!