Lost
In the open water am I Alone, lost am I Abandand In the open ocean am I Dark grey clouds above my head Darkness aproaches The gloom Day fades Alone am I Trying to survive Whales approach they swim by Afraid I am i The sun ,t
Inside the Mind of the Thinking Predator
Read about a serial rapist a while ago ... all the neighbours were so shocked because he seemed so nice and normal ... what beasts lurk beneath the surface
Closer to me
A walk down the dark side
A Day On The Beach
Slowly I drift back to awareness My head feels fuzzy, as if not a part of me And it does not matter how hard I try I cannot move, not even my fingers ‘Ahh, you’re finally back with us’ I have heard that voice before, somewhere But try as I mi
wish i wasnt me
just because...
Second Thoughts
Sometimes a second thought before proceeding is a good idea.....My grandfather always reminded me to think before I opened my mouth, actions deserve an extra thoughts sometimes, too.
I'm a strange poet
There you are, I have some most beautiful friends here on PC, now don't send me any ears! Soph xx
motionless
Motionless I lay I cannot move awake I cannot close my eyes Can not wink can not blink Frozen am I Can not feed Can not cry Locked in this body of mine My brain lives it hasn,t died it talks to me move I have tried Motionless I am
Where can I run
Written today march 31st 2013
A walk in Dante’s hand
This describes how it feels for someone with chronic depression. From my end, my depression feels like a physical entity which I have been fighting against since I was 12. It is a fight I am alone in, and one I have nearly lost several times. I have nearly 100 poems which I have managed to type after writing, and this is my personal favourite
Homeless writing
I am a published writer with print books on Amazon. Check out 'Searching for Lydia'; I have PTSD from working in too mny war zones around the world. So I named my condition, 'Lydia', and made her into a lovely, dark haired, green eyed ghost that adores me and will never leave me. One either deals with it, or eats a bullet. The writing of free verse is a wonderful diversion; just a moment of practicing. Thanks for allowing me to visit.
red light
In the twilght they stand These woman of disrepute Their wares on display For all to see Goodies galore Poeple knocking on their door How much for the hour be mine tonight Cars roll up the windows wind down Mmm you look gourges wann
Troglodyte Cave Diary
Racing to the hidden cave scratched bones upon the wall a refuge within a darkness lit of memories told the warm of fire shall not engulf the trembling bodies of fear It must go out! but to open the lids of sight heaving breathes
THE POSSIBLE------------>
It is okay to dream
destroyed
God you watching Your planet earth All the destruction The wars and infightin Why do you allow this to go on Does it give you pleasure to watch this turmoil Destruction of your creation your once Vegitative earth are you sending your
Alone...
A dark existential moment...Alone...
A Page to Kiss
To feel that warmth.
Insight to My Mind
a little peek into my past and somewhat present... to much meaning behind these words
Heavy Heart
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~~~~~ FRIENDSHIP~~~~~
Friends of all kinds just stopping by for a short write and to say I miss my P. Corner~~~~
pyramid
Spinx The magical cat wears the face of cofu The blazing sun the golden sand Behind lays ramsis tomb Big and magestic rising to the sun Built by the slaves of his peoples toil His burial chamber his only tomb Three pyramids lined up i
Nightmares
just because they exist
emotions
my chest is burning like a volcano the pain melting my heart torn between love and hate love that still prevails this crash in my life left an awful scar in words that have wisdom earth,moon and stars you are amongst them mars is my planet
The Wizard...
... cast a mighty spell, To bring a demon strait from hell, Arcane symbols on the floor, Pentagrams on all the doors, Performing rituals of strangeness, Chanting in forgotten language, Hands weaved a cloud of smoke, From out of it the horror
Another night.
Beautiful sun rises above a night with dreams of disaster. I bound myself in hardship where nothing prevails.Each day seemed never to be any better than last. I look to the sky and I feel alive the sun has saved me from the darkness of night,tha
9Zero, 3Two5Four, 6Nine is 1Seven!
What do you take from this? You tell me what this write is about to you!
The me inside
Something strange I found in meditation...
Her Cosmic Dance
PS: Its raining....Fear not by her vastness, Feel bliss-ed & blessed by her tender love...
Sorrow
for the bad days most of us sometimes have
Magic...(kickit challenge)
Wicked fun...
Lips
Sorry no idea what its about maybe you can tell me what you think its about
Lost in my mind where darkness hides
Theres a boneyard to time locked in the back of my mind a place hopes and dreams of youthful thoughts wonder so lost a gloomy place that shades of black are woven so tight no light will ever shine i sit on my rock looking around
Misery loves Company
he will not let me leave, everytime i stand to go misery offers me more tea, sit he'd say i have loads to tell sure whats the rush. Oh misery let me get on my way, for the sun is shinning outside and in here is dull and grey, i want to go see ha
Cottage by the sea
this poem reflects on Marlyn Monroe and all those starlets that continue to follow that path ,
Scorpio ( challenge)
I'm a Scorpio and have had Black Emperors for pets...they really are the tamest of creatures...
Warlike Menace
Contrasting the predatory nature of mankind with survival.
--Imperfection--
This is 1 of the first songs I ever wrote with a band called LameXname, which my brother and I formed. This song is still performed today only under the band name Age Of Reason Is Now!
To believe or not to believe,that's the question
Is this poetry I just read, No just a dubious fallacy, Insidious is only a claim, To a marvelous unknown outside! Knowing does not equate understanding, What do I know about knowledge? Even scientists do stupid things, How much more for a c
*HomeGrownAnger*
Bwlah bwlah bwlah! Its how i felt & it speaks its self!
Hallucinations.
I saw my daughters mother numerous times. Getting out of the car. The kitchen. In the bathroom. I could hear her voice. She has been miles & miles away from me for a long while now. It was kinda crazy & very tormenting. I loved that girl very much!
Sanctuary of my Savior.
% of $! @ Mile High City & *'s make dreams or do my dreams make me A *??????????????????
Fading away
Lights going out. Forget me..