Alien

By April

Sat, 17 Jul 2010
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The cradle of despair.
The ever-winter air.
Is anybody there,
Beneath this dreadful moon
Evoking thirst for tears?
I'm screaming - no one hears.
I breathe the same old fear
That I'll be dying soon.
My soul strays and hovers,
My heart is under covers,
My lonely secret lovers -
The clouds and the sea -
Can grant me no salvation
Within my heart's temptation.
In this dilapidation
I see no way to flee.

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Submitted by jennifer on
Some great imagery, but I think you need to let go of forcing the rhymes and concentrate on the flow more; the rhymes almost prevent the poem from having its true impact... J x