Nove Otto of Roses
By Fox-Trot-9
Rose 42. Survivor
Survival of the fittest now
Becomes your only sacred vow,
You mind absorbed in selfish gain:
Your shattered heart solidifies
Behind a veil of steely eyes,
Your heart insensible to pain,
Your cunning sharpened to a point;
But now you feel your soul disjoint
Into a portrait of the slain.
(To be continued...)
A/N: This the the second out of 9 pieces up... Hope you enjoyed! ( ^_^ )
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PoetryGenre: Poetry. Summary: Nove Otto are 9-line poems with 8 syllables per line, rhymed aabccbddb, created by Scott J. Alcorn. This collection is more spiritual, meditative and humanistic. I explore different topics on the human condition and experienc...
