Hounds

Hounds

 

Hear the hounds barking,

seems they’ve found

your soul in debt,

They’ll drag you down,

bury you beneath the ground;

no matter the screams, no one will hear a sound.

Reviews

[Inda]

Intriguing, and horrifying... again here, the silence is the strength in this poem, almost like fear not in control, I am always pleased to read your poems! :)

- Elisa

[Inda]

Thanks Elisa, means a lot!

Very welcome, I treasure your writes!

*writings.... sorry! :)