<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/7534383928669778311?origin\x3dhttps://xx-monamour.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
profile friends tagboard journal credits


Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Oh, how sweet.

Author's Note: Waaa...Still very tired. Only had half an hour to sleep before tuition today. Oh wells...I don't know if this poem is nice, so yeah.

---------------------------
Oh, how sweet.


Oh, how sweet.
The poison seeps,
The hatred grows,
The anger drowns,

Oh, how sweet.
Eyes shooting dark glares,
Tongue spits like venom,
Hand grasps the dagger.

Oh, how sweet.
Creeps away from me,
Shrouds under the hollow tree in fear,
Screams with black agony.

Oh, how sweet.
A grim smile upon,
A fire raging within,
An action once done.

Oh, how sweet.
Crimson, maroon blood,
Twisted mangled bodies,
Once a smile upon.

Oh, how sweet.
A little pain in my lip,
The grip of my instrument,
Felled to the ground.

Oh, how sweet.
Savouring the moment,
Bloodthirst of revenge,
Satisfaction smiles.

Oh, how sweet.
Time has run with weapon in hand,
With a thrust & a scream for revenge,
All is lost.


{c} NANA.Monde. emo poète société.}

NO RIPPING.