The poison was cast in the wind; thousands of eyes were left open by the souls who stared the world from beneath.
It was silence after the war;
and only the memory of numbness remembered the frightening sights of blood.
the smell of the dead goes through me.
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I enjoyed immensely your free verse poem Hope Whispers. Your wording and descriptive phrases together provided for a most wonderful and gratifying reading experience. If you would be so kind, I would love to know who or what provided the inspiration for the writing. Regardless the motivation, keep doing what your doing and you will always have me as a fan. Best wishes, lady...and thanks!
Please forgive my error in the last sentence as the your should read you're to be correct. Again...super job...and so worthy of a 10 rating. Take care!
A living dead? is it I? Screaming without sound emptiness. screaming of silence. Innocent laughter that's I wanna hear.Butterfly and colorful flowers that I wanna see. kisses and hugs that's I wanna feel. I'm alive and so I can still fight. My hope still lies.. With all your struggles you end the poem with a great positive note. A very nice poem. thank you