Sunday, February 13, 2011

UN-NAMED

On hard desert earth
I walk
Through shards of
Broken hearts,
And steel flames beckon
Beyond
Hell's chaos.

A chalice of sorrow for
My beloved.

Grief's consolation,
Drink and die.

1 comment:

  1. Clear, touching, concise. Well done, Poet. MR

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