Untitled Hiaku

By Nessa

nessa5@pacbell.net

 

 

His green eye sparkle
with blood red tears, crying for
the blood on his lips


ivory skin glows in the dark
his emerald eyes watch unblinking,
gentleman death is waiting,


the grave not quiet
voices of the new age seep
waking me from sleep


Awake, but dreaming.
New age voices say, get up!
Come and join the dance



I think most of you can figurE out who they are about. ;)