Writing Bloody Tears

[Talon]

[color=crimson][font=microsoft sans serif]All I have to call my own
Are these fallen bloody tears,
This pain that won't let me alone,
And memories of these evil years.

A requiem for deadly dances,
A song of long-lost loves and fears,
And shed tears of forgotten chances.
All I have are these bloody tears.

The night air's nocturne of agony,
The whisper of promises long past,
Lost in a sea of dark ebony.
These crimson tears are sure to last.

A low dirge sung by midnight crows,
The organ preludes the coming plight.
Sad wind through the cemetery blows,
As ruby drops fall into my sight.

All I have to call my own
Are these echoing garnet fears.
The abyss of being all alone
Has torn from me my bloody tears.[/color][/font]

[Pawn114]

Wow... I really like this poem. You managed to revisit the main topic of bloody tears a few times, without making it seem to much, as i have seen before. The use of words not commonly found in the average poem that I have seen enhances it. I loved the way the overall poem flowed, and I actually cant find any problems right now. Very spiffy poem indeed

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Wow, that peom really is great. Like I said, I can't write stuff like that but it really was amazing.
Very emotional and it seemed to just flow perfectly. Very well done.[/COLOR]