Cold
This is my seventeenth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena.
This is my seventeenth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena.
This is a sonnet about someone destroyed by cold.
The music I have chosen is Foreigner's "Cold as Ice" which has been used in the Netflix series Stranger Things.
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The Freezing Fingers Stop Your Heart
They Touch Your Skin And Turn It Blue
Your Blood Burns Inside Killing You
The Cold Will Kill, Tear You Apart
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How Can Cold Burn You Like Hell Fire?
Needles Of Burning Ice Shred You
The Blood Falls To The cold Stone Floor
In a Red Sheet of Solid Ice
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There Is No Warmth, But Still, You Burn
Your Blood Vessels Will Crack And Churn
You Do Not Want To Die In Pain
The Cold Is Driving You Insane
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Ice Needles Continue To Stab
A Frozen Body On A Slab
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Comments (5)
Lol, this would be me if I were to live where there is winter. Love the cold burning like hell. I enjoyed this poem a lot!
Well done. Great visual created from your word choice.
Well done. Great job on this.
Oh, I really liked this one!! Great work :)
Wow, cold can burn like fire, so true