Sonnet 1: Battlefield

Sonnet 1: Battlefield

The theater of war between love and hate Begun as the harp sung an elegy For the fallen souls still gripping on faith Their parched lips ached for that loving mercy The stench of blood covered the battlefield When the devil fired bombs of horrid sins But a Hero came so no one should yield … Continue reading Sonnet 1: Battlefield


Dark Soul

Dark Soul by Sparks and Poetry

My body is shivering I need it – my medication My fingers are trembling As I jab the needle in my vein Finally I feel the bliss I leave this hell and go in peace   I am floating In a world where I am powerful My bloodshot eyes are like daggers One look and … Continue reading Dark Soul