Post by gwoz on Jul 6, 2006 20:59:15 GMT -5
i don't write poems very often so this is probably going to suck but all well i'll give it a shot. Plz rate it and tell me where i went wrong and so on, thanks in advance for your help!
The Last thought
Oh trumpet play,
for my bones grow weary
as the sky grows old and gray.
my mortal flesh has failed,
giving way to the virus
the infection from the needle impaled.
It has corsed my vains
but it has no real grasp,
Though the mortal can't contain
Its decaying graspshall nvr last.
Hastely looking to the east
Mortal eyes can't behold the sight,
Yet summer I feel the cool of winter breeze
Though half heavenly gaze I see Jesus in the light.
the frame of flesh gladly fading
while partially still in mortals body,
true happiness to the Lords summoning
while gazing on the son I whisper,
I am ready
wow, lol as you can tell i don't do poems much but maybe with your criticing i can do a better job. Thanks again for all the helpful tips.
The Last thought
Oh trumpet play,
for my bones grow weary
as the sky grows old and gray.
my mortal flesh has failed,
giving way to the virus
the infection from the needle impaled.
It has corsed my vains
but it has no real grasp,
Though the mortal can't contain
Its decaying graspshall nvr last.
Hastely looking to the east
Mortal eyes can't behold the sight,
Yet summer I feel the cool of winter breeze
Though half heavenly gaze I see Jesus in the light.
the frame of flesh gladly fading
while partially still in mortals body,
true happiness to the Lords summoning
while gazing on the son I whisper,
I am ready
wow, lol as you can tell i don't do poems much but maybe with your criticing i can do a better job. Thanks again for all the helpful tips.
