senses+poetry

media type="custom" key="11419142" This is the home to my senses poetry. Here I will be displaying some of my poems with you.

The acrid bitter taste, floating in the air. Darkness beyond the eye can see.

Nothing was heard, nothing said, as the cobble stones rocked beneath my feet.

As my fear grew larger, of what I couldn't see The stench of the rotten corpses attacked my nose

Some thing wasn't right here, I could feel it the tensing of my gutt, I needed to find a way out   