The Thunder

• Artist: marfindx
• Description: Even if nothing is wrong in your life, you can always find
  something sad to write about.
• Date: 02/08/2009
• Tags: death confess lies thunder

Why glance
in the mirror when all
you see is a
murderer?
Your eyes shine with so little depth
and meaning. They
are emerald
slivers of
satin, like apples
in snow.
When will
you venture outside?
You cling to
your frost-bitten yet
homely corner, singing
about nothing.
Staring into space.
Will you confess? Can
you confess?
Lost
in a world of
thunder, can
you plug
your ears? Or will you
succumb
to the buzzing
of thousands of
lies?
Will you survive?
Can
you survive?

Comments

[CyTheConqueror]

i agree with gravetye...those two lines are probably the most powerful in the poem...it's very good keep up the good work

[Gravetye]

Wow. I really like this. One of the few poems in the Arena worth reading. I think my favorite line is "They/ are emerald/ slivers of/ satin, like apples/ in snow." Or maybe "You cling to/ your frost-bitten yet/ homely corner, singing/ about nothing." Yeah. Both of those lines are really good.