Dreka | Poetry Vibe
Dreka
This poet practices good karma and posts comments 3600
contest winner
lightness in the dark

Site Rank

COLONEL

  colonel
Total poems   17
Lifetime Views   5065
Total poems - 7 days   0
Total poems - 30 days   0
Total poems - 90 days   0
Total poems - 365 days   0
you need to login or register to leave a comment

The Ways of a Doctor

CATEGORY

life

Views: 272

My hand was yet another shake.

With cringe and mighty force.

She looked at me in shame of hope.

In shame, shall we loose. In hope, shall we not fall.

For the fallen was too mighty. Too wicked for the patterns I knew.

Therefore, abiding to my standards, I took precaution.

There, I was, gazing over little words that led my mind to its habitat.

There, I knew the ways of the words. Taking it and shaping it.

There, I was, molding it into my own desire of learning.

Thus, people cried. Over the little things.

My ink welled signature was no imprtance over the death of a ghost.

For he livith in his days, but sickened in his bed.

So he was dead before, and whenceforth after.

I continued my ignorance for the rude heithens.

I made my way.

For the look she gave me, was long and far.

It drove out my disagreements.

But I continued.

Though my hands keeps shaking from my age of final.

I have the strenth to keep a dead one not dead.

For dead men tell no tales.

Neither thus I.

You must be registered to leave a comment. Registration is FREE.

Register

COMMENTS

 

love_supreme says:

Excellent write.

poems by this commentor


 

Catmartan says:

Awesome Write

poems by this commentor


login below

Forgot your username?