Friday, November 05, 2004

WITHERED LEAF

Withered leaf
Deep darkness, tentacles spread wide,
Seeping madness, flows inside,
Night winds whispering dread,
Unleashing qualms into a silent night.

As green turns grey, rustling leaves pray,
Trickle by trickle, numbness builds,
From warmth to cold and then decay sets in.

What lies beyond, lies unknown,
What is to come cannot be foretold,
Linger on for what awaits,
Trepidation faints, pain gives away.

Turmoil arises, muted roars explode,
As he falls into unknown,
Placidness flows, eyes close,

The withered leaf silently goes.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey now i know what you do at nights. seems like ignoring all your missed calls finally helped you do something with your wasted life.

1:03 PM  
Blogger Jim said...

for once i agree wid my daughter


love u Janice

5:28 PM  
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