Small Vein
Poem Love and then all else Or the ashes, the ashes that Go with taking things to heart One way Handsome looks skew the point Or maybe help it all go someplace I...
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Unbreakable Wings
Poem Never… I said the word! Never Released the bird. Never Will see me broken! Never I’ll be just a token! The walls are high and I can’t see beyond. But I...
Whisper, Whisper, Wearily
Poem Surreally pleasant after glow, Charms of winter’s Falling snow In lingering footless paths And designated aftermaths Full calypso Tranquil night I breathe a subdued Deathly plight My lips parted, Passionately, beneath Blankets departedly...
Welcome, Freedom
Poem Freedom – my shelter, my home! I forgot your kissing winds, I forgot your caressing hands. The way you make my heart pulse and throb, the way I am reaching out to...
There Is No End
Poem In the darkest tunnel after shadows black and long. He awaits me, with his hands towards me… I am walking like a ghost not afraid of the misty clouds and the cold...
To God, From Human
Poem I write these words to make you aware, I mean every letter I type, I am guilty for the World today, Please God, own my life. I might just be another creature, as...
Tears Filled by Fears
Poem What do you seek of me As I look at you , tearing What can I do for you As I see you failing. While you dwell in your sorrow I see...
T.V. Queens and Other Harlequin Knights
Free Verse Poem Hemingway lay down and Dylan swayed the grinding hordes to forsake their caste blues for incense kindled at the fountainhead of avarice while dandy clowns pimp preening puppets to perform...
I Hate When I Am Loving You
Break Up Poems Why don’t you leave? My thoughts, my home? Desert, run and flee- my heart an icy stone. Turn my memories into ashes. Burn them and make me forget! Your eyes,...
Tonal Stitching
How do we keep up this farce? If this question is directed at me tell you what get two strands of thread and a needle pray real hard to sterilize the point prick your...
In a Castle Full of Dreams
Poem In a castle full of dreams I linger, long forgotten the light of reality, a reality that’s full of stupid duality, and how stupid am I to take brutality as a long-forgotten trait...
