ETERNAL advances ??because it is a Hero !...
I was inspired by the last prophetic book of Revelation of the Holy Bible
Those Who Know Me
Those Who Know Me Those who know me… Know…They know my eyes change color with my mood…. They know I’m just as comfortable in sweats, sneakers, and a fitted top… As I am in a low cut blouse, heeled shoes and make-up…Those who know me…. Kno
Snow Angels and Pale Lace
It is tragic when people cannot bring themselves to care for others. But what happens when a person you come to care for turns out to be a ghost, and you know ever after that you cannot help them? Here is a poem that explores this paranormal possibility. Enjoy the chills of the Snow Angels and Pale Lace! (I originally published this poem at the Starlite Cafe poetry site under the name Grailknight777, in 2008.)
'Neath the Moon
'Neath the Moon, the Wild Hunt is about to begin. If you look very carefully, you will see the Hunter and his hounds. But beware, for on that night when he is loose... the dead themselves will roam freely! (I originally posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site back in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
Sylvan Silence
Some woods near where I live are said to be haunted. This poem tells the tale of a time when I encountered one of the ghostly spirits that haunts them. A true story, and a very "haunting" one, you will agree. (I originally posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site back in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
forever
reality can hit hard.
Misery
this poem takes you inside the mind of somone commiting suicide. I wrote this to show some of the thoughts that pass through these peoples minds and how it could have been stopped
Silent Chaos
Silent chaos of conscious thought On what serenity I have not Retired long from lovers day Doomed to dwell in dark dismay
Death comes for all!
Reflection.
Apocalypic
It the end of the world baby lol
Endless War
self struggle
The Puddle At My Feet
Three straight days of cold rain and gloom and some bad luck.
Before you close the door
Broken Heart/ Relationship Break down
Within my Soul
Just a flow of words that came out one evening...No nothing really dark or morbid...just words
When Darkness Stood So Still
Reflecting on the time when my son was sent over to Afganistan.
For Her
Breaking darkenss with a new light I cannot make myself not want And then she stares at me with those eyes Then I know my will is gone My fear keeps me alive As my insomnia taunts But her beauty is by design And her touch designed to haunt
"Honesty"
Some may say i never try, just because i never lie. If that scares you i wonder why, I wish everyone would never lie. nodoze usmc retired
"SOULMATE"
my soulmate was addicted to meth
Great Storm of Helplessness
Ok sometimes my feelings are a little drama(tic).... :)
Corporate Stranglehold
Inspired by the status of the country and the plutocracy we now live in.
MY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
cant say anythjing i was tooooooooooooooooooo sleepy/////
VERITAS!
I wrote this 05/06/2008 03:00 - I had had a sleepless night, tossing and turning with my mind whirring about the topic of 'Truth' ... a subject in focus at that stage of my life. I couldn't stand the state of turbulence I was in .. so I came downstairs to the PC and started to put it down .... it took one sitting of about 2hrs.
A HANGING AT CRAGGAN MOOR
Bet that had you going, you ghoulish lot...LOL....Andrew...xxx
the unfinished
for a friend
no more..
something i wrote today..haha..
fear the dark
thinking of crows again lol do not ask
Intoxicant
Thought i would try something more agressive this time
The Drunk
This poem is about a guy who doesn't know the where, what, how, when, or why of his current situation. His basic concern is for his own comfort.
Prisoner
I dont feel very well today!!, nah! I am cushty!! (thats English slang for feeling good!), just a poem about personal despair and how some just retreat in this life.
Happy Thoughts by Eric Matthews
Take me on into your dancing nightmare Trip me up on your words of loving laughter Remove my brain through my ear canal Disect me into tiny peices and tell me what I'm all about Reassemble me but throw my emotions out Don't make me feel anymor
alone.
something i wrote today
Prelude to insanity
Within my dreams of tortured screams and memories of long ago I watched the act denied as fact and pursued her through the snow. And in this dream to me it seems as though im almost dead when Im ripped apart and fed my heart to awake upon
i saw
just a sort poem i wrote a while back
you
something i wrote a long time ago
sometimes...
something i wrote
secrets
something i wrote just today i hope you like it :]
secrets? what secrets?
I read 'secrets' and could't help myself to comment on it
Deadly Despair
When your life gets turned upside down sometimes the dark creeps in and takes over
Memory Flash
Sometimes you need to write because you need to write because you NEED to write
Quite comfortably numb
I must admit that when my life fell apart there were times when the idea of swimming to the bottom of a bottle held a certain appeal but something, whether you want to call it God, the Great Spiritual Being or whatever, stopped me just short of it. I don't judge those that do find solace at the bottom of a bottle, as a matter of fact I can understand and deeply feel their pain and suffering.
morning
something of how i felt lol
break my heart
something a bit new