Thursday, October 16, 2008

Ann's Poems

PERIL
Perishing visions, vanishing virtues
Weiring woes, hushing hues
Mother earth, we are in peril

Green turns black, white to red
wait for rain in vain
lust to grow is raw
yes we are in peril

Love is in barter, means are insane
ways not in sway no passion
we are in peril of perish

Bucks count everything
while rugs rust the life
survival of the fittest
save the cause of compassion
we exist in peril to survive

1 comment:

mathew said...

We are in Peril but ofcoz I believe that there are still good people in this world who manage to make you believe that there is hope to overcome the odds... :-)

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