Lonely heart
It is a poem about my heart being broken.
black heart to shining red
i am drunk n love to write so such it up
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
A nightmare unfolds...Pt.2
Hope i'm not stepping on anybody's toes ...tis is only my imagination on work ..
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 .
The faces of Lies,deceits and betrayals !
Whitish grey, Do you lie? Please tell me why, Greyish white, Harmless and thoughtless, Tale binding with a long tail behind. Light darkish grey, Colours spectrum of deceit. There is so many reasons to bluff. Caught red handed, Fear is the m
Guilt
Guilt is not your friend, But is it…it depends Guilt, the stink of sludge And the color of mud Guilt, the reminder of the past Of harm and pain surpassed Guilt, is the devil in disguise Waiting for your soul to die Guilt, is
I feel...
...all of my time, Has been wasted, My heart has been, Too many places, These eyes of mine, Too many faces, This tounge has tasted, Till everythings tasteless, It's all too much, I cannot take it...
Castaway on the Moon
A sober sonnet reflecting my lonely mood on a wet, cold drizzly day feels as if being trapped inside of a spider's coccoon (wrapped by clouds)....for who knows how long ....weird thought ...I know...
Can't Be Without
About my 2nd Husband
Downward spiral
A little dark poetry...
Ma'at
Have you ever thought about what it would take to restore life's balance? To fix it where humanity was one with life? Instead of people out there hustling around trying to event this and that to make things better as they see it they would be just enjoying the world as one of natures miracles? To not have anyone better than the other? Richer than the other? The right color? The right size? Just simply allowed to be? To roam the earth to eat the fruits off the trees? Without getting a shot gun shoved in your face and told to get off my property. Because there would no longer be your property or mine. I cannot help but wonder when did we decide we could take property and call it ours? Was this the beginning of the end?
One Day Past a Lifetime
Why is it the world is still spinning Have they not noticed that I am dead Am I that insignificant that no-one cares No-one weeps and mourns my loss No outpouring o
"Crashing the Gate"
Stampeded into the cave my running steps became softly footed breathing hard scared Trample and destroy Was I Upon their back? Riding with the wind swimming with the Sea OH how the haunted hooves of life so gravely stared at me
I'm afraid today
With Halloween approaching, thought I'd share some things that I'm afraid of, there's plenty more, that's for sure!
Concrete Prison
In this prison of concrete and steel, I sometimes wonder if I'm even real. Do I really walk my own way? Or am I bound to do what they say? Murder in the streets, killing on the news. It's a wonder where I learned these views. The mask I wear hi
Monsters
Just a little dark poem after being stuck in a traffic jam..
Fear
Going through a dark side of my life afraid of whats ahead
Going to the Unknown road.....
To go unnoticed
Just caught by the dark......
Just how it has to be for awhile....
In my head...
Happy halloween people...
Phantoms
Following a new direction letting these pages lead the way From the beginning of my existence to where I find my final resting place Swallowing a shade of colo
Death My Old Friend
Death my old friend, let me lay down with you. Come around me wrap your arms, to sleep gently soothe me. My life’s been long, I’ve lived it well, no regrets to speak of. I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, there were times my heart was broken. But not one,
The Inner Me
Instinctively you know What I would like you to do to me How far you can push me
The ship...
Just a little something...
Hoarder Rant
Taped hoarders and watched it this morning. This poem is based on the woman and her condemned home. They had to wear breathers and hazmat suits to clean up the mess. She went to live with a relative after the show.
Mind
So who are you in wanton state, arrived too early? perhaps too late?, to herd the clowns and lead them on, into oblivion, till they are gone. The noise of silence is shrill and loud, it breaks you up, not make you proud, arise and take all you
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
The Night Calling...
I seem to compose more at night...
we are the ones of the shadows
There is not much to say. I feel it says it all.
The Dark Prince
Here I lay awoken from my slumber, at rest for a century or more, exiled from my home, banished from my throne, I feel you’re your heartbeat, the sound of your running footsteps because you sense I am near, I can sense your fear and smell your flesh,
his uncle's favorite band is disturbed
who wrote this song?
Skins
The skin fits so perfect, exactly my size Still warm and moist and so supple Slowly I pull it on, first the legs Ever so carefully so as not to damage it Up over
Silence
Silence, utter silence, like none before I can hear my heart beating, thumping Cutting through this unholy silence Can even hear my rapid breathing But what, where, my eyes are wide open There is only blackness, not the slightest glimmer I tr
Why did you do what you did to me when I was a kid
Poem is self-explanatory I think but it’s a subject that is always hidden and thus allowed to continue :-(
I finally woke up
I finally woke up after I almost broke up Like a car racing down the track, To many mirrors and always looking back Picking up speed, warning signs I didn’t heed Then crash, bang, brakes, oh God, oh damn Twisted remains with birds picking at t
The Old Millstone
Once an old mill stood near an old covered bridge..and all that remains of the mill is the old millstone that now rests half buried in the streambed...below the falls...under the bridge...down an old dirt road late this fall creates my mood in free verse.
my head in the clouds
just random thought
perpetual night
Me pondering lifes meaning looking off into infinity...
Noname1
A glow glowing A glow that turns gray Gray as death itself When the glow goes out And when another light A joint that burns creates illusions Want to escape reality The cold, hard reality Drunk and High The cloud of cotton I lie down I am
Darkness Falls
For in the turmoil of your soul you feel the loneliness the pain. You feel the emptiness what shall replace it. You try, but still you have an empty whole there. Alone Darkness in an empty room. I feel this every day as if my existenc
he still kills
I dont know know to say i dont know what to do it only happens when i think of you you haunt my mind and destory my dreams i cannot get away from you no matter how hard i try the only color i know see is red as it slides down the pressure