Writing Poem - The Story Of Society

[Guest Nintwa]

The Story Of Society

crisp and crackle
the fire scorches her skin
red and cracked
from societys harsh burns

stumble and fall
the floor cools her face
sleek as ice
from societys wet floors

wilt and rot
the flowers slowly decay
brown and black
from societys short memory

rise and keep going
higher up she goes
clear as crystal white as snow
to heavens open doors

I just jotted this down in notepad, comments are greatly appreciated :-D

[Shinobi]

AHHH! ITS NINTWA! Glad to see ya back...and i hope you stay longer this time :therock:. Lol, anyway, the poem. Like i said on AIM i think it is VERY poweful and give you a good image of how society can kill...nice.