Hello Poetry...
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
Hadrian Veska
Poems
Jan 2018
Nil
They walk around
With blood pouring from their chests
And a spoon in hand to lap it back up,
But it's never enough.
After all, how could they be satisfied,
When their hearts lay on the ground
Charred and misshapen;
Sacrificed,
To the god of nothing.
Written by
Hadrian Veska
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
80
Hadrian Veska
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems