Wingless butterflies

Spilled wine

           Scattered clothes

Fading lipstick

            Unkempt hair

Burned out candles

            Creased satin sheets

Stained walls

            Filthy floors

Broken windows

            Curious eyes

Pungent smell

             Engulfed souls!

.. And then at night the scavengers hunt, 

             no one hears their screams.

No one rescues them, 

             no one cares for their dreams.

They are born in darkness

             struggle every moment to survive.

Die unrecognized.

             Save a thousand lives...

Reviews

[Christopher Casper]

This is really a fast paced piece with imagery that touches many of the senses. Not just sight, but smell and touch too. The wingless butterflies also make me think of certain people. There are those out there struggling who never quite belong and live in neglect. Their struggles and pain go unnoticed without a support group. Thank you for sharing this with me!

[Frozen Eyes]

Im glad you got the idea I tried to place. Thank U for appreciating :)

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This was a rush.
You make my heart pound.

[Frozen Eyes]

I'm glad I could make U react :) Thanks to Ur heart for pounding :)

[Jamestown]

I agree , the pace is fast, but that's. A great appeal, and the last stanza
is really good,I enjoyed reading this, thanks for sharing!

[Frozen Eyes]

Thank U for appreciating Im glad you enjoyed it :)

[AaronFreitas]

Definitely a trippy piece... really makes you think :) good work.

[Frozen Eyes]

Thank U for appreciating Im glad you liked it :)

[Mayank]

I was glad that I wasn't high... this would have surely creep me.

[Frozen Eyes]

I'd b glad if this had tht amnt of effect ;)