Castle Walls

I stand alone

among the desolate ruins

of a once grand home.

I walk along

the tattered walls

that held photos of

smiling children,

happy faces,

gentle eyes.

I breath in the ash

that remains forever

floating through the air

like snowflakes

on a driftless breeze.

The sands of time

have taken hold

and though years have past

-many more

passing still-

memories do not fade

from blackened mirrors

half hanging

from broken hooks.

This forsaken house,

this ravaged castle,

a life once lived,

is a life no more.

Reviews

[Mak Goalie]

true ........and very deep about life and its faces

[Michael Thrower]

I really like the scene you made in this. Hmmm, I think it would be really cool if your created a story and used this poem as a bit of the hook/outlining of it. It reminds me of the same feeling I got when I read the first book of a Series of Unfortunate Events. I hope that doesn't confuse you too much.

[Mauricio Montoya]

nice work.

[forevermore1218]

this is really beautiul :)

I like how you formatted your poem and gave it so much character.

keep up the good work girl!