Tag Archives: poetry
Break down (the shadow season) – A New Poem
On the verge… Both lost and found. Emotions surge… Now breaking down. Feel the urge… There’s no control. Shadows merge, And purge the soul! There on the edge Of rhyme and reason, The poet found The shadow season. So cold … Continue reading
The Fallen Faerie’s Song – A New Poem
The wishful stand watching With bated breaths drawn, All lost to the reasons As death takes the dawn. Tomorrow’s children see The ruins we’ve left, Their future forsaken Victims of our theft. We stole their tomorrow, Left nothing behind Except … Continue reading
In the end… – A New Poem
In the end, we all run, Though it does us no good, The executioner waits Peering out from his hood. His cold gaze locks upon us Stealing our breath… In the end, we all run, But you can’t escape death! … Continue reading
WWJD II : When Atheists Attack! – A New Poem
What would Jesus do, With this atheist crew? Demand they be slain, For not praising his name? Call upon his flock, Asking that they be shot? Could it be true… Is that what he’d do? Hear the screams and the … Continue reading
Inner Demon Diaries – A New Poem
Inner demon diaries, From faint and fractured voices. Drawn from scars that I received With each one of my choices. Draw the card of desperation, From the deck dealing despair, As it catches all those watching Inattentive. Unaware. Dear diary, … Continue reading
Mouth of the Monster – A New Poem
The mouth of this dark monster Closes tightly around my throat. As the ink fades from the page Erasing every word I wrote… Flames dance on through the night As the blade closes in, Marring the fresh canvas It has … Continue reading
Playlist Poetry (Take 1) – A New Poem
This poem is something of an experiment that I tried recently, wherein I would open up a random playlist of some of my favorite songs, and then I took each of the song titles from the playlist and used them … Continue reading
The Wounded – A New Poem
The wounded stand together now, For all the wicked world to see. Waiting there in the reflections Of what tomorrow cannot be… Swallow the sweet nepenthe Let it take all that it wills. Hope the pain follows the past As … Continue reading
Our constitutions – A New Poem
Voices from the past call out, As sirens sing songs of alarm. Protectors raise their fists in rage Only serving to do us harm… Time to make amends, And restitution. You violated The constitution. We shan’t abide these Brutal solutions … Continue reading
The Poet’s Heart – A New Poem
Cauterize the poet’s heart, Stop him from bleeding out. The solace of the page replaced With panicked fears and doubt. His pen dipped deep in the well, Inked there from on his sleeve. Bled from years of scars retraced From … Continue reading