Cold Toes

I was locked out.

Their screams echo,

skin colder than snow.

Why? they ask,

with jaws stiff from the cold

They waited for a response

But their souls were sold

And no answer was given 

to the damned and unforgiven

Author's Note

I was locked out of my house one winter's day, and my toes were screaming in agony. So I wrote this poem. Ever get the inspiration from the weirdest things?

Reviews

[zunie frost]

Wow !! Great inspiring piece of work !!
Well done !!

[Crimson Apples]

Thank you!!!

[zunie frost]

Welcome !!:-)

[Sympathy Heart]

This one is quite interesting. I like it! Makes you wonder what your body is really saying.

[lina grey]

"some say the world will end in fire/ some say in ice." -Frost, "Fire and Ice"
when i first read this, my reaction was, ok, a poem. short and simple. but the more i thought about it, the more i like this. you say it was based off Dante's 9th hole of hell, and while i am not familiar with Dante's levels of hell, i was reminded of Frost's famous apocalyptic poem. it is just another take.

[Crimson Apples]

I'm glad it got you thinking. I read Robert Frost's poem, (just now) and I can see why it could remind you of his work.

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Ooh....some people are in trouble....
like, reminds me of Hell. who said it's only flames?
cold can be a killer. nice work.

[Crimson Apples]

Thanks for the review =) and yas! it as about the ninth hole of hell, according to dante...

[Dani The Unreviewed]

my pleasure :)