Banished Souls

Banished souls

Open Hell’s hole

Plant the seed.

Eyes now blind

Bones left behind

Burnt to ash.

That frail frame

All shame and blame

Up in smoke.

Crowds gather

Drunken banter

Bids farewell.

Into Hell’s hole

The lost soul

Is rooted.


About Karmic Diva

I'm a song in the key of life, a work in progress, a diamond in the rough. I write, scribble, babble and doodle endlessly. I'm here to love and learn. -Karmic Diva-

Posted on June 12, 2012, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. Potent emotions, lady diva….really liked this….

  2. Serious this! …
    Nicely done.

  3. Pretty deep, GF….You doing OK???? Lots of hugs & much love, my friend!

  4. Really like this, in particular, that final line! Great work, Karm. 🙂

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