The Black Ravine

The Black Ravine

A Poem by LivingDeath

My guitar rings empty
as the moon falls down,
with the sound of the darkness
and the touch of the rain.

No stars shine bright tonight
no sun to light my world,
what used to be so close 
now lingers far away.

A dark ravine below 
a black abyss of pain,
a knife lodged in my back
as I slowly fade away.

Into the nothing
into the black,
the sun wont shine tonight
oh how I want it back.

© 2010 LivingDeath


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this is great!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow! this was a very intense poem! And it was VERY well written! I LOVED IT

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow. I really got into it by the second stanza (or the way I see it... a verse). I don't know, if you are a song writer or not (am I reading too literally into it now?), but... This poem here could be turned into a song of "blues", easily I'd say. It oozes blues to me. The flow is nice, but... With the first part the flow is interrupted by "and the touch of rain", I feel the word "and" ends the introduction to the story here really fast, but hey... that's just me. The second verse (I insist on it being a song now) is perfect in my world... But yeah. I could write a page with my opinions on this piece. Shelving it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I love it. It is deep and beautiful. I like the writing for this one. Thanks for sharing with me. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


This, is deep. So much emotion

Posted 14 Years Ago


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i really like this piece... nice work

Posted 14 Years Ago


nice job, i like how it flows.

Posted 14 Years Ago


wow brilliant piece of writing.. keep it up

Posted 14 Years Ago


wow.this is really dark....amazing though ^_^

Posted 14 Years Ago


I really like this piece. Dark, mysterious, yet hinting at something more... Beautiful =]

Posted 14 Years Ago



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LivingDeath
LivingDeath

Abbotsford, British Columbia, Canada



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