Poem -

~ Evil's Eyes ~

{choices haunting}

~ Evil's Eyes ~

When I, some truth about me find
I make myself the fallen angel
Alone, in my loneliness
I Do cry out
As I,
Cleave off my own appendage...

In making a mockery, of my own mind's eye
I try not to damage, the hurt I hide
No home, no crime, no place to go
Choices haunting me
From my early life

When I, sometimes, do dare deceive
My only truths, destroy my memories
And in those lonely choice's reprieveΒ 
I cry myself into sorrows sleep
Knowing my darkness's
Most eerie grief

When I, some cornerstone of my life,
Do turn and burn into saddened sighs
I find that, as time goes by,
Blood and gore, does cloud my mind
And makes me pray,Β 
For death's
Most loyal disguise

Then,Β 
Finally I,
Dared to surmise
That I am hate, blood curdling fate,
Those choices haunting,
That helped me realize
In one,
Final,
Cold compromise,
I am evil's
Dead pair,
Of eyes....

Tony Taylor
* 1st edit
* from "Tales Of The Ever War"
which I am still working on....

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Marion

Ohhh what is this Tony... are you working on a publication? I got goose bumps reading this...it's deliciously sinister with its voice of evil narrative. Enjoyed my friend x

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Tony Taylor

Well, it's a short series of poems called "TALES FROM THE EVER-WAR"....of a man's struggle with the process of warding off evil.....there are six of them and this is my first attempt at editing them.....don't know if I'll publish them in my book....something I'm just beginning to compile and searching for a publisher for......right now most of the editing is done...so I'm at the point of shopping my work to some magazines to see if I'm good enough to actually even attempt to publish a book....just want some feedback from poetry publishers first......hope all of that made sense!!....smiles....anyway, thanx for always being so darn groovy!!....more smiles!!.....T xo

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Marion

Yes it does and good luck to you Tony, you deserve to be published x

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author
Tony Taylor

Yeah!!....I'm just desperately afraid of "Self Publishing".......if you know what I mean!!.......peace and stuff my friend.........LOVE & ROCKETS!!.........T xoΒ  : )

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Marion

I do...feel the same but to be fair I think its the only way left to go Tony, certainly in UK...I think possibly gone are the days when they actually want to publish for free, hopefully it is different in US as it is a huge place...Good luck to you and let me know how you get on OK x

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Neville

Flippin heck Tony T this is one of them that gives this reader goose bumps on his goose bumps .. And get this, I never even cast my eyes over the lovely Maid Marion's review note up there until I was just about ready to hit send ................ may you be blessed with a shower of rock ets (they by the way are baby rocks) Neville :)

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Tony Taylor

LOL!!.....thanx so much for this NEVILLE!!.....I just caught it.....I didn't get a notification that you had commented....anyway, thanx for theΒ Small rocks dear poet brother!!......LOVE & baby ROCKS!!.....smiles....T xoΒ  : )

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Neville

No problem, my pleasure .. it happens :)Β 

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