Death Wind

[Sam]

Death Wind

The echo of silence
Calls me back
In the world where I came from
In the shades of black

The storm of mazes
In front of my eyes
The wind of death
Last dying sighs

An unknown and beautiful world
An unknown tale, I’ve never heard
A barren land of mystic beggars
My own land, after my birth

The thunder crashes
I begin to cry
The wind of death
Shall be crucified

That overdose of memories
And the hangover of unseen
Swift my hair,
But I remained calm.

 

[Suzie]

Beautiful

 

[Charmer]

I like it, Sam.

It's like I can feel myself disappearing into a scene from a dark drama.

 

[dt3]

Damn, that's good

 

[Sam]

Thank you friends

 

[Kat]

thats beautiful sam...I love it so much. Thank you for posting it i look forward to reading more of your poems.

 

[Sam]

Thanks Kat