The reaper
drowning in your sorrow you've known me all your life. waiting in the shadows as you battle with your stife. older than the yydrassil darkness is my home. i am as a god to you, and yet i remain alone. not a sinner nor a saint, yet something...
Said Too Much
#1 of poetry 2005 i am remembering the words i've spoken already it's not just that they haunt me, just as much as their replies it's that i worry i don't have anymore to say i've been discovering a lot lately..
The Final Stop is Here
The Final Stop is Here Bury yourself a ditch, And have yourself a seat. Your grave awaits your soul. Your death day comes near, The skies turn red, Your sun turns blue. Here your ancestors will wait for you. Pain is not a factor, You have one thing...
Sorry
I'm searching for youMy light shines for youI feel your presence near meMy soul sparks for you I search through this fogI can't find youI'm trying my bestI'm trying...I can't feel your presenceAnymoreThinking of a wayTo find you before I'm too lateYour...
Caught Up On You
You removed me from your mindYou replaced your realityYour my remedy A remedy for my painBut I won't get caught up on youOr I'll let myself goI won't caught up on youOr my love will be wasted You played your tricks on me And I feel in love with youI...
Wherever I go
_Wherever I go_ A cupboard full of memories Items of past long gone Someones glasses are standing there As a monument to what moved on _Wherever I stay_ Remembering to forget While thoughts return, return Items on display, they're taunting...
Two men
Walk the path of the cut trees and you will go nowhere newWalk your own path and cut your own trees and you will go where no one has beforeThe path you follow may not always be obvious to the eyeBut to the soul it is as natural as the flow of the...
Seasons
Feel the Autumn leaves Dancing to the barren ground Ready for winter The Winter wind blows Beckoning for attention, Caressing your chin Lively Spring calls you To come frolick through her fields Forget your burdens Summers...
self perception - poem
#1 of poetry collection poem no. 1 if only i could show you if only you could see if only you knew i want you to believe you are better than whatyou know what you think and see better than the self you perceive to be
pretty ribbons - poem
#5 of poetry collection poem no. 5 we weren't made of pretty ribbons we weren't a happy thing we were a tied up mess a relationship made of string loose buttons and badly sewn barley hanging by a thread though little had i known our relationship was
[Short] Black Out Coffee Date
"poetry. a lot of poetry." "not exactly the most useful of texts." i looked to his bookcase and saw his own collection and chuckled at the joke he just made. "makes life interesting though." "no, just makes it easier."
Climate Change
"i like reading as well," cindy replied, "mostly fiction though, haven't really much poetry to be honest with you."