Ten nails

Ten nails

A Poem by W.B Warvek

Ten nails, five on each side to seal
My black coffin. The day bitter as
black coffee. Only one person
Is there , the caretaker. The Steele
Gray sky cast an almost desolate
Mood , the distant thunder sends
Chills to the bone.

Even though I may be gone , my word
Will live on. Though I won't be remembered
My words will be here , carved in stone.
Casting a shadow on my life.
Chronicling the demons that tortured me
until me demise.

© 2015 W.B Warvek


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Very well write dark and gloomy. Reading like old stories from 18 century or lyrics or black metal band. You got creative soul. dont lose it.

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W.B Warvek
W.B Warvek

houma, LA



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My name is Walter Brian Warvek . I am a dark minded individual. I'm from south Louisiana, down by the bayou. I have stories as far as the eye can see. I have always had a deep love for writing, occasi.. more..

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