Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2013
your shadows dance in intricate movements
like moonlight tinting the walls
your fingers glide in tugging motions
like untying a complicated bow
your voice echoes in the confines of my head
like angels and ethereal songs
so why do your words stab hearts
as if they are sharpened spears with poisoned tips?
you are a manifestation of lies
but no one can see through you

- - -
phantasmal
Written by
phantasmal
736
   izzat haziq and Run
Please log in to view and add comments on poems