disappearance
For whatever it's worth. Thanks all for reading
the drowning man
inspired by a song-by the cure.music has a big impact on mood and drives what i write,like many have said,its a different language all its own,MUSIC is very important in my life.
Poem for a cutter
A true story...
Yellow
Psalm 56:3 "what time I am afraid I will trust in thee."
Im back
Bring it...
dark colours
opening in horror mouth severing tongue ruptured emotions spilling hurt burning heartaches teardrops of anguish no more happiness inside thorns tear in torment inside out no compassion with that of sympathy blue cold beating turning
Tiny sparkle Nails
what do you think?
Nobody But Me
Parentage that could not love me I legacy that set the tone of my life Painful memories are my legacy From childhood to stage I became wife Every time someone wants someone to use My doorbell is sure to ring day or night Being the victim I ju
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
Open Secret
I go wild but tamed Often imagining,motionless. Romantically shy. Lustful desire, Not sinful. Curiousness, manageable and tolerable. Loving, absolute. Alone, not lonely. Wanting more, for normal and usual. Giving, no reservations nor pretensi
Sorrow
for the bad days most of us sometimes have
The Witch’s Secret
The story of one of the quests of my youth.
Heavy Heart
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Alone in a Crowd!
Like a fishbowl smashed upon the floor someday I will be no more! Alone in a crowd
I am just like you!
This is dedicated to all those women who have been true all of this and more...i cant fathom nor understand how they feel but someone got to Be their voice ,their friend and for them to live around real human beings ...i'm sorry for the words used but I think I captured the essence of some of their plight ... You have a friend and a good man here to share and on behalf of All MEN, I say to you ...sorry for all you've been through and a friend here is waiting if you want to ...thank you and God bless you .
Scarey Stuff
Careful what you read at night.
whats the network
what is the chip an implant to the brain through networks crazy images soon will everything be sold on line do,es that include souls a deep inside to a story is this our children sucked away by networks our legacy the beginning of the f
the skeletons
as the skeletons fall out of the cupboard spiders webs attached the distraction slowly crawls out a web of lies like leaches your drained of all truth sucked in with lies like a snake i swallowed everyone now i spit them back with venom
A Fleeting Moment
There you are then. Pass the tea pot:)
(Wayne's challenge ) your shadow
I hope it works Wayne Thanks for the challenge
AISHA
In a practice known as baad, Aisha's father promised her to a Taliban fighter when she was 12 years old as a compensation for a killing that a member of her family had committed. She was married at 14 and subjected to constant abuse. At 18, she fled the abuse and was caught by the police, jailed and returned to her family. her father returned her to her in-laws. To take revenge on her escape, her father-in-law, husband and three other family members took Aisha to the mountains, cut off her nose and ears and left her to die. She was still alive however, and managed to crawl to her grandfather's house from where her father smuggled her to an American medical facility where she was looked after for ten weeks. Subsequently, she was brought to the US where she under went further treatment. (Poetic Prose)
There can be only One!
I mis-spelt his name on purpose!
shape-shifters
hi everyone! been on this site before,and have written many poems,writing is in my blood,along with creativity..let your mind be the vehicle,your pen be the gas pedal,and your spirit be the road.
cruel potato
hello potato man picking on me now loveless in the heart how dare you after attacking my girlfriend your pretty sick if you ask me striking a cruel blow just attacked me for no reason in your written words on winged pegasus d
Delusional Minds
One that craves attention One that creates delusions One that seeks to play One that hides behind a mask One that appears brave One that walks faceless in the dark One that wears a thousand faces in the light One that seek a thousand answers
Inner self
Just a little convo with myself...
The winding stair
I cant get enough dark occult writes...
GYPSY SOUL
The four corners of the earth; she searches With bare feet and solitude The raging fire within her camp Calls of the wild inside her A GYPSY SOUL; She has no hearth to call her own Just a raven night Her eyes as diamond black that tells a tale
Guilt
Inspired from working in the mental health field...
The period
Period...
The last breath
I felt so so lonely two nights before...so i just put on the paper how i felt..hope u ll like it
Dead Inside
Today is the day I acknowledge my own defeat My struggle within has come to a hault as I finally see That a world so beautiful has its shades of gray And if you let it, it'll rip your soul til nothing else remains I have loved blindly and I have
Slack
Some more humour. Nothing funnier than life itself!!!
SHADOW
You see a shadow through the window to the world do you know who it is? Is it someone out there for you or is it a stranger? For you must look and see what is in the distance. Yet the shadow is gone and no one is in the distance it is
A nightmare unfolds...Pt.1
There is a place, We were told not to go, The four of us, A girl included, With signs and symbols seen, All around the place, Hiding shadow with eyes, Watching our every moment. With the sound of thunder, A dark storm is coming, We have no
Chaos
Thats all I have to say about that...
lost and lonely
a time of sadness...and dark thoughts,from a poet that hurts all the time.
The wishing well
HMMMMMMM!!...........Andrew.......xxx
a goodbye to end all goodbyes
dear world my love was grand but its me you don't understand its time i end all my plans and say goodbye to my friends life wasn't that great to me im tired of waiting for my destiny i don't want to die cant you see but its time to say goodby
TWIN TOWERS
A dedication to the day, it's a day we all lived an died to some degree!
Forbidden Love
Loving this, isn't something I should do, Shouldn't want to spend my time in taboo. I should try to be strong, but it's the right kind of wrong. This might be a mistake I'm maken, But given waht it does, I'm happy to be taken. Nothing's ever
Walking along the shore!
Oh boy...same time frame,around the age of 16. I suppose i may have been alittle suicidle, but dont remember,feeling THAT bad. (hind site) i suppose.Anyway...i'm much happier today.