Haunting echoes

Forever sound

Reminders of

Blood stained sheets

Never found.

Whispering ghosts, torment and chide;

Bringing forth

A salty tide

Endless ocean

Ebbs and flows

Stealing colour

From scarlet rose

Pale and ragged

Petals, all torn

A lusty offering

To demonic horn

Nobody cares

Nobody hears

Her lonely cries

Her choking fear

©paul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One thought on “Stain

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.