Many years i've been dead

Now i've risen from my eternal bed

To tell you of the things i've seen

Visions of a mind unclean

Demons in the form of me and you

I said "How can this be true?"

Nothing is as it was before

Innocence will live no more

Evil will reign unparralleled

Aforce nothing will have the stength to quell

This world seen through my eyes

Is enough to make an angel cry

By hate and anger the worl is charred

I was given the vision to see things as they truly are

Have you even been listening to what i've said?

The human race will soon be dead

Graves to be dug on the morrow

Lives to be filled with pain and sorrow

Now it's time I went back to my eternal bed

And forsake this limbo between the living and the dead

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jam4muzic commented on Limbo


WOW! I really did. The fluidity and rhyming was rivers connecting like the ones in the Amazon. I think you should look over your spelling before you're sure to post it, just so you know. Why don't you check out my poems? I like to hear other opinions...

quietlypoetic commented on Limbo


This is darkly adventurous, and it reaches in the direction of sarcastic prophecy. I'll try to add something of the like soon

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

AmandaJ’s Poems (6)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Eternity 4
Never what it seems 1
Limbo 2
Goodbye 2
Everyday 1
The Ghost 2