Cumulative Synonyms

This poem is my vision of what being content is like… Being careless, free and focused only on the moment. In this I understand that the moment will pas but I don’t care, all I see is the happiness

Your mangy rest
Procured by my solemn claim
Lost time you adored
For it was spent together
With our hearts in hand
We lay as corpses in the dirt.

 

Reviews

[Country boy183798]

Short, but dark and magical! I'm subscribing cause I don't wanna miss your future posts.

[Noah]

Thanks mate! :)

[Matching Socks]

Thank you for subscribing to my writing and for shelving my turtle poem.
Your poem is very interesting. A little dark but perhaps a romantic ending.
Only my interpretation however...

[Noah]

Your turtle poem was fabulous ;p Most of my stuff is fairly dar, whether or not it is meant to be happy.... I just like the way they sound like that. in my mind it was a "happy ending" of sorts though.

[Matching Socks]

Thanks, they do sound more dramatic when they're dark. Can't all be rainbows and unicorns I guess.
Looking forward to reading more. Nice debut.

[Noah]

Yah I have quite a few on my blog and Ill just be transferring them over :)