Bounce Slide Bouncer
Shadow, Hell's Playground in the Sky – Three original poems – Can you give me your opinion?
Shadow quiet now and listen. Do you hear silence? It is my heart, "friend." My heart dripping blood, and bleeding it. Although my heart was bleeding visibly, everyone just worried about you. I was, my "friend" only a shadow in the shadows of the night? It was my blood, my "friend", confused with yours – Although no wound in his heart, soul and body was seen? Am I just a shadow among the shadows of the night? With the crowd around the two, I feel as if all eyes are only of yourself. However, no injury, to you, you see, but my heart is still bleeding visibly. If Hell is actually Hell they say, Well, then, I guess I'm just missing the flames by now. Playground in the Sky gorillas leave of clouds, wind slipping slides, spinners and spinning rings of Saturn. These are games you'll find when you arrive – In this small playground in the sky. At night, when fatigue grabs – Well, God, He will set out in bed.
The first poem that had intrigued me, as an appetizer, but had no resolution and it was incomplete. The rest of the flour first was sloppy Joes. Or write something decent for two seconds or just complete the thought in the first half.
