LPC Round 54 open. Pick a title, create a poem. |
Ribbons Come Undone I lay across an empty sky My heart among scattered seas In unrelenting agony I Find my only choice is run And on the road I find release Where Ribbons Come Undone Lonely wandering forever now Without blood or pain or need I never stopped and wondered how I’d ever seen that I had won All remaining now is filthy greed Until Ribbons Come Undone Wealth and power, a drug of mine A horrid, mistaken, painful choice To never be wished on thine Where blood boils beneath the sun All I may do is at last rejoice When My Ribbons Come Undone |