deepundergroundpoetry.com

D-arckives

In the darkness where my naughty side thrives
You can hear a thud each time that one arrives
Hiding in the shadows like past forgotten lives
In the dusty corridors of the forbidden Poet's Archives
To go there with a weak heart would be most unwise
For in this hole of pain, the truth wears a disguise
Written by Poetryman
Published | Edited 8th Sep 2011
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 3 reads 762
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:56am by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:15am by Grace
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:33am by DCLXVI_1989
COMPETITIONS
Today 00:41am by Louismatteo349
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 11:19pm by Ahavati
POETRY
Yesterday 11:05pm by Grace