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Of Peace

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 1:03 pm
by Angel37
Not one of my normal poems, to be sure.....

"Of Peace"


A little land of dreams awaits.
In it you doze and configure
The length of the stars,
the memories of the past.
Lying there, helpless,
Yet enjoying one moment
Of peace.

Peace leaves your little hand,
And a nightmare ensues,
Bringing with it chaos,
Explosions,blood,death,
Screams of pain, of danger,
Bad weather and bad neighbors.
You grasp for what had once
Been peace.

Now pain is numerous, little sands
Of burning passion gone wrong.
No longer asleep, the dream
Is a dream, the nightmare,
A reality of desperate pleas
For help, for comfort, for saving.
Stripped, cold, and naked,
You wish you were alone.
But evil still lingers all over,
And you are still lying there screaming
For peace.

-Crash Metallium
6-19-06

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 2:10 pm
by Anna Mae
A sad message. Nevertheless, you describe it well. I have one question. When you say

Now pain is numerous, little sands
Of burning passion gone wrong.

Are you referring to grains of sand?

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 4:15 pm
by Angel37
yes. why?

PostPosted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 12:02 pm
by Anna Mae
I would suggest saying "grains of sand" instead of "little sands" so that your meaning is more clear and flows better.

PostPosted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 3:28 pm
by Angel37
but then it wouldn't fit the word scheme of the first two stanzas

PostPosted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 1:06 pm
by Anna Mae
I assume that you mean the rhythm, in which case I would say that the second stanza does not quite fit.

PostPosted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:34 pm
by Angel37
Lol.