Tag Archives: Poetry

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”

a desert turn green

I saw a desert turn green.But no letters today, and the phone rang out.I picked up a pen so I did not scream.I made it rhyme, so I would not shout.I looked out the window in the night,as she left me in a dream.I could see things clear from the moonlightI saw a desert turnContinue reading “a desert turn green”

The Bullet

I dont know what you want. Friends waste my time anyway. Someday I’ll be gone. My words though, will carry on. I write, as I find it hard to say. I cant explain where my interests are born, but I need them like the night. I’m blessed in the eyes of danger. Though I struggleContinue reading “The Bullet”

Princes at War

A prince, but never to be a pauper.Sold the family crown, and headed, California.Our dear King Charlie had praised the fab four.Now two princes gone to war.The Queen is turning in her grave, surely Dianna in dismay.The dog bowl prince, too much to say.Can peace talks ever begin? Princes at war.Or another broken necklace, andContinue reading “Princes at War”

Is There Really Now No You and Me

The sun burst from the river flowing, not love that caught my eye. The days I cursed somehow inside did treasure, Our love that made me cry. I need you here, why are you there? How can you not care? Enable this void while I walk a highway of troubled souls. Bring the light ofContinue reading “Is There Really Now No You and Me”

Real World

I’m struck still where I stand, as the low Autumn sun shines bright, in all Gods glory and wonder. As I take in such frightening beauty, on my future, I ponder. On this hill like my life, I hit a blind summit. Feelings of the past are sad. Though I trust there’s increased beauty downContinue reading “Real World”