Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2011
What does it mean,
When love spills,
The blood of the innocent,
For humour's sake,
To write a tragic story,
And shoot the love song,
To see the tears,
Infusing with blood,
Falling through eternity,
Shattering glass,
As purpose kills,
The incomplete
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.     20.02.2011
Isobel G
Written by
Isobel G  28/F/Australia
(28/F/Australia)   
599
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems