Judgement.

[NamelessRomantic]

A night surrender;slowly staring skies extend my mind
Fireflies,a myriad within my grasp
Their lives so innocent and obsolete
Like mine,engraved in fate`s perfidious clasp

A sea of faces;concealing doom and sanity alike
And drain their breath into a nothing`s pit
To dream`s to stride into the scaffold bleak
To live`s to die,regardless power,gold or wit

Their masses prosper;my enigma are their rights and wrongs
Behold the chaos` contraption that I call a home
For demons clad in angel wings beguile our time
And angels get no halo,psalm or throne


I walk among them; sometimes dare look beyond their facade fake
Explore their self,the weak,the bleak,the crystal towers tall
It`s us I see;I drown to an anonymous extent
Did they know my name or was my face a mirror on their wall?

[DisappointedDreamer]

Попринцип не харесвам box-poetry с рими в края, но твоите рими наистина бяха по-различни, и показват, че речника ти от думи е доста богат!

Макар да съм фенка на free prose, тази поема наистина много ми хареса.