For too long,
Far too long have I wandered,
A broken man,
Wishing to be healed.
I sought her out,
The one most important,
She who birthed me,
Fed me when I hungered.
But Oh!
Just as the horse rears,
How she said I was wrong.
I hungered once more.
My soul was def
Read more…This is a free-verse poem, so as you will see, it has no rhyme scheme or structure. It may make it a little strange to read at first! Here I've written on my own interpretation on self-inflicted injury and harm. This is something that I, personally,
Read more…Lady Disdain
I've met the Lady of Disdain,
Dark as night and cruel as flame.
For when I tipped her my felt hat,
Pon' my head her cane did crack.
I've met his Lordship of Ill Health,
Short and thin, and sick himself!
For when I offered my fair aid,
Pon' the
Read more…Her Children
She awakens,
untouched and wild,
strangely serene,
having been born from fire.
Her green body sways,
as her blue blood flows,
as her white breath whispers quietly,
quietly on the wind.
She loved all her children,
supplying them with food,
supply
Read more…My Hawk Soars Swiftly.
Through my forest I do walk,
my being swiftly follows.
With brilliant wings of a hawk,
it soars through the wooded hollows.
I feel it lifting from me,
as a feather it be light.
I see my inner self suddenly,
and my hawk she does take
Read more…If you were to look into my eyes,
you would see joy.
It's really quite expected,
I do seem rather joyful,
do I not?
What you don't know,
is that I hold a secret.
You scare me.
I may never tell you I'm gay.
I may never tell you I'm a lesbian.
I may never tell
Read more…The Soldier
After work one day -
one rather dreary day,
I sat in my usual chair -
in the usual place,
to watch the TV.
Stopping at the news,
I see the face of a criminal.
"Man convicted of murder,
loses court case,"
was written in big letters as the headline
Read more…This subject has lead me to so many heated arguements, I've honestly lost count. Mainly because I just simply can't decide for myself! If you don't know who Crowley is, I suggest looking him up, for he is a highly contravercial individual. I have, ho
Read more…Dedicated to my sister. Times were once tough, but we taught each other how to move on and love each other once more. Your sickness isn't cured, but our wounds have been healed. You are, and were, always my sister.
Like
Like the sun,
hiding from me be
Read more…Walking, now old,
my back arched.
I once was pure,
like the notes of a harp.
Now amongst a wasteland,
surrounded by darkness.
I was sent here,
by the words of the heartless.
The oceans now dried,
and he forests all burnt.
As the only man left.
I can feel the
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