Whispering cries of the wind
Blowing between the stones of death
Whispering cries of the wind
All have taken there last breath
Whispering cries of the wind
Wanting the keys to heavens gate
Whispering cries of the wind
Eternity they must wait
Whispering cries of the wind
Purgatory is where they lay
Whispering cries of the wind
Waiting on God's valet
Whispering cries of the wind
You lived the life of sin
Whispering cries of the wind
Should have let God in
Whispering cries of the wind
Blowing between the stones of death
well done
beautifully written :D
it really gives me a visual
It might sound crazy
It might sound crazy strange,
Reading this poem, it reminded me of jimi hendrix .
One of the song's Line, "The Wind Cries Mary"
Other than that Mr.James this poem is a spear of death.
Keep writing .
Blessings.
This sounds like one of those
This sounds like one of those "my god's better than your god" poems. Awesomely written. I do hope one day you are able to hear joy in the wind...for it is there if you choose it. In the meantime, may God bless.. ~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thanks
It dose sound like my Gods better than yours,but the insperation was friends that have passed that had savory backgrounds and wondering if they are in a space between heaven or hell.
this is hooked me right in.
this is hooked me right in. love it (:
awesome. keep on righting~
Thanks
Thanks Black,I'm no poet but sometimes thoughts flow from my mind that have been damned.