Introspective – Smith Shine Poetry

My Next Steps

I try to think of my next steps,but different versions of me roar in my head. I cannot force them into silence.I try to ignore the noiseand focus on who I am becoming, but even in stillness there is shouting—a crowd inside my mind. Yet beneath it all, I am not rushed.Something deeper holds meContinue reading “My Next Steps”

Withered

like a star I wrestle with the night. but… like a withered tree, I stretch out for the light.

Haven’t Cried

I used to tell them I hated you.Then you died.Im sorry — I forgive you.Still I haven’t cried.The words came late – but true not offcast.Quiet – as a door closing on the past.Just the weight finally taken from my golden crown.And the silence where it used to live.Written down!

The Wolf

The violence did not leave me.Is a wolf without teeth good – or just harmless?I’ve proven I can destroy – tearing down to theground is easy.The question – could I stop?I still have my blade – but now also a sheath.And still I stand when chaos screams. now with a discipline – forged not found.AContinue reading “The Wolf”

Death

Death shown me the way.Never would I have written a sentence.If I did not know, I’d die someday.So I be where… they don’t understand.With the ease of the piper and the armies band.Yes one day, I’ll be gone.My words though for them… will carry on.

The Abyss

Amongst the foreign voices I think of home, and you, my English rose. My hands grasp for the top of the mountain, my feet guided by the stepping stones. The opressors whip, the bootlicker bullies flock to mock. My sons! my sons will know they’re from hard godly stock. Distracted by the beauty that surrounds,Continue reading “The Abyss”

Keep Me

I dont scream anymore Lord, but can you hear me? I care more now Lord, do you curse me? It was a long time ago… since I chased that dragon in the churchyard. I was sorry ’til I cried, life still gets hard. I must plunge into this deep lake of thoughts… Where they allContinue reading “Keep Me”

These Screams

Are these screams from inside my mind? Or out there? Is it the theif? The scent of ravaged swine in the air? It conflicts though my tongue remains straight. In this cursed world. The truth they hate. Their aim, the unblossomed an it’s dark. Sanity has boarded. I cannot watch it debark. The dark soulsContinue reading “These Screams”

The Introverted Man

He likes the lights low lit, his style low key His thinking is complicated, wise as the mystical oak tree. In the sounds of silence my stillness is bold He knows energy, see’s vibes I stare at my tea untill it turns cold. Should you ever outshine the master? Like the eagle from the mountainsContinue reading “The Introverted Man”

The Blade

I guess I was just kid back then. But I now know why you hated me so much. ‘My weak mind.’ It coudn’t have made sense to a man like you. It’s hard still now to say aloud, that you once made me cry. I didn’t realise what you were doing. Maybe I still don’t.Continue reading “The Blade”