behind wrought iron bars

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behind wrought iron bars

the whipping wind rips through broken glass
set behind wrought iron bars
rust creeps along the surface with ill effects


cast in black with ornate designs
gothic...victorian... art
decorations with the purpose of protection


shadows dance in pale moonlight
behind wrought iron bars
upon creaking floors covered in dust


ancient cobwebs remain undisturbed
flexing in the whipping wind
a jovial show of flexibility and strength


the dead be dead and the damned be damned
souls trapped and doomed
life after death... death after life


structures of marble stained with ash
where fires once smoldered
now empty and lifeless


the world is dead
behind wrought iron bars
where life is damned and the dead are alive


the creaking hinge of a broken door
screams into the darkness
as the wind penetrates the silence


dust rises and settles
suffocating every surface
like a layer of dead skin


a dreadfully beautiful landscape
of blackened winter
set within the walls of a crumbling structure


life exists outside
death lives within
shadows rule the halls


the whipping wind rips through broken glass
set behind wrought iron bars
protecting the restless dead

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Olan01 commented on behind wrought iron bars

10-21-2010

Metaphors with metaphors, now, this is what poetry is about. Beautiful and haunting write.

Dano

10/22/2010

when metaphor work they work... this is actually one of my poems that like... i kind of look at alot of my work with to much self critisism...

MidniteAngel commented on behind wrought iron bars

09-22-2010

omg awesome writig it sent shivers thru my soul the flow was grest keep it up ad ty for the reads hu8gs a kisses mightniteangel

Dano

09/22/2010

thank you for taking the time to read and comment

Crush commented on behind wrought iron bars

09-15-2010

you are a genius ! this is beyong good, this is, dare i say, PERFECT ! thank you . big 10.

Dano

09/15/2010

genius... perfect... hmmm not sure about that but thank you so much for the kind words

alb29oclfl commented on behind wrought iron bars

09-09-2010

a great write my friend, sorry I'm so late getting to it. I like the feel

Dano

09/09/2010

thanks for stopping by...

inkmaster commented on behind wrought iron bars

09-01-2010

great write.....reminds me of the time i spent behind the cold steel dead to the world....thanks for sharing and the memories....a 10 from me....inkmaster

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

Dano’s Poems (150)

Title Comments
Title Comments
from an angels view 19
searching the darkness 10
a letter from santa 14
thanksgiving (acrostic) 12
the depth of... 11
ive wished 7
absentee 12
this is... 13
a journey into the dark 7
the cold of november 14
your voice 12
the yin to the yang 14
twisted 9
autumn 14
i think it happened again 11
luna~tic 19
the darkness 13
a blinding eclipse 16
the universe... 18
the wind of sorrow 14
my sorrow weeps 16
where but the dark... 12
immortal kiss 47
in a darkened room 17
our mother 7
within these flames 12
nocturnal (acrostic) classic rock 7
behind wrought iron bars 25
what i write (part 2) 8
today 17
the world in grey 6
the reality of... 5
in the shadow of a mountain 6
nothing will ever be the same 10
of cemetary dreams (and nightmare scapes) 12
next to a bed... 18
but... 15
at a funeral 12
seventeen (acrostic) 11
the fortunate one(s) 7
what did i do... 24
ashes to dust 45
dancing in the moonlight 14
disempowering the pain 14
the butterfly 10
what i write 14
sorry (i killed the after glow) 11
the humidity rises (an erotic tale) 9
pieces of light 8
the sad pumpkin &... 9
my face 12
for a long time... 14
(an explination of) distractions 6
tell me... 6
the charelston cookie tin 9
silent self destruction 8
exposed 13
the means of the day (a true valentines poem) 2
a poem about nothing... 8
blood bleeds black 7
dissecting myself 3
i will be just fine 3
the stacking of bricks 3
the complexities of depression... 4
spirits & ghosts 3
**random chaos** 2
bloodlust 3
...somethings missing... 2
15 years... 3
beauty sleeps entombed (parts 1 & 2) 3
**untitled** 2
the overstuffed closet 3
the candy dish 2
anxiety speaks 2
**untitled** 2
myself and the light 6
the fog 2
fire and tears 3
cerebral meltdown 3
sometimes i wish... 1
drawing strength from a starr... 2
disappointmen
t...
1
**untitled** 1
the flower garden 3
nature... 1
reaching out 2
the dark and the light... 1
the insistent demon 2
sorry... 3
forgive me lover... (parts 1 & 2) 2
im so sorry... 3
**no title... just random thoughts** 1
to eternity... 2
winter wind whips... 1
tired 2
lucid dream 1
the rains came... 2
the mourning light 1
another jagged pill 1
i just cant... 1
entitlement?!
?!?
1
entitlement!!
!!
1
burning within 4
inside of me 1
projected pain 1
the night... the dakness & the truth? 1
panic 2
the mourning fog 1
when the fires burn 1
through the night 1
shadow casts 0
a mournful rain 1
i cant protect me 2
my comfort place 0
an echo shifts 1
the monster 2
welcome to my life 0
the past is alive... 1
... 1
standing on the edge 2
my smile... 1
anxiety 2
my reality 0
another view... 0
untitled... 0
jagged pill 2
in the dark 1
what to do 1
how can i... 1
life... 3
a crust of pain 1
keeping me weak... 2
my dark world 3
another night of wondering 2
in the attic 4
i hold most dear 2
the me inside of me 2
another day 1
dreamed in a dream 2
a year in the life (dealing with death) 1
i look... 1
where my secrets are kept 1
a mouthful of words 2
i will not fear (when my eyes are blind) 2
i am aware (i'm already dead) 7
standing in the silence of my own shadow... 3
a blinding dark 1
growing pain 3
the longest of nights 5
... 7