Creative Traditional:

[Benny]

Encased within silent shroud,
numbed in heart, so self-avowed,
soul screaming oh so loud;
set in stone were you.
Swirls of secret agonies,
always there, never freed,
heart replaying darkest scenes;
set in stone were you.

Crumbling castles at your feet,
Lillith never in retreat,
damn the dreams your heart seeks;
set in stone were you.
Irony and useless tears,
restless heart fed on fear,
lonely nights and wasted years;
set in stone were you.

Lying deep within life's grave,
buried with the plans you made;
to hell with dreams once made-
set in stone were you.
Silent shroud, I knew you well,
partnered in your quiet hell,
dead within where cold waves swell;
set in stone were you.

[lanaia74]

A poem of the darkness! VERY well done!

[Benny]

Thank you. Glad it spoke to you.

[Curtis Spider Lee]

Well Done Benny! You make the rocks speak and echo our very souls!!

[mangodroplet]

O.o
i'm now very creepyfied...
but very wonderfully crafted...*tinglies*

Well done!

[deep_poet86]

Has a dark feeling but a very enjoyable read, thanks for sharing

[MsJacquiiC]

Wow BENNY - this write is a superb quality and any poem that evokes the name Lilith kinda wants to make me shiver... Dark poem? Yes. Interesting poem? Absolutely! Stylish poem? Indeed - I like the repetitives - said like an eerie mantra of sorts.

I stylishly interesting write BENNY - thoroughly enjoyable - but care to explain the mystery that it is? What --- may I ask --- inspired this writing?

Thanx for the sharing

Jacquii.

[butchiesmom]

Wow! So deep! Set in stone were you...the repetition of this line throughout this poem is fantastic.
I found the meter even, easy to read and understand.

Fantastic job, Benny
Gail

[zaac]

you have a way of saying things when i need to hear them most.

zaac

[Benny]

Glad you liked this one...holds a special place for me. Zaac...very glad you heard this and it spoke to you. It did for the one I wrote it for...married her!

MsJ...people hide behind lots of things and never actually live their lives...never taste life at all...just go through the motions...afraid to take chances and most of all-afraid to love. When we do this to ourselves we decieve ourselves and become 'shrouds' and bury ourselves underneath our fears...prisoners of fear and the past.

Again, thank you all for reading this little ditty.