Beneath You

I lay beneath you, buried in the dark. You are above, showered with light.

Beneath You

I lay beneath where you step on

Nothing more than a skeleton

I lay beneath where you step on

Buried far from any chances of light

The ground you step on

Is evidence of life, newborn flowers bloom

The ground you step on

Is showered upon with light

 

 

Author's Note

My first freaky poem! I guess I’ve gone over to the dark side of twisted poets! Anyways I had an idea of a dead person lying in a grave talking to somebody alive!?!? Tell me what you think!

Reviews

[Undying Glory]

this was quite creepy work, and i sure like this one! i remember in a camp i attended, there was what they called a "Fright Night" and in one part we had to write our names on a piece of paper and give it to a "corpse". as we were writing the "corpse" started to grab and shake our shoulders. your poem sure reminds me of that, which to me is great! awesome

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

This is spooky, I pictured every inch of it.
Beautiful!

[OT]

oo this is quite creepy!! go on to the dark side once in a while! it's fun! haha nice!

[Nobody.]

I like it.

[Jim Parson]

Hmmm...can I steal this? I write horror, ya know.

[HopelesslyDevoted]

O.o this so awesome! i can't believe this was one of your first poems! your so talented!

[hannajade]

awesome! I had to read it twice before it made sense, but thats okay!
& I must say your idea is very creepy, but a good one. :P

[Jonathan De Elvira]

great..could be add more...