Nonsense

Poem -

The Sigh

... and other futile oscillations

i am no thing

the sum of one

a moment of unrealisation

was i all of this dancing...

Poem -

How can I explain

Trauma cry on the rock of emotion, show your development.

Cry tears in the face of adversity....

Poem -

Confusion

Confusion

Has we first met that sunny day,
Just walking and chatting away,
We said goodbye and that was...

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Poem -

Left Behind

It seems that lately I'm writing poems that make little to...

I live my life a product,
of a dream I've left behind
I breathe the air of constant pain,...

Poem -

My Eyes Refuse To See

Another one that I dont know what it means...

My eyes refuse to see the pain,
my heart is forced to feel
My mind can't understand the...

Poem -

An Opaque Parade

The memories step out a mysterious dance in thickets green and white

Among the tangled grass by day...

Poem -

The Demolition

A Drastic Circumspection

Come my soul, come

The journey up Moriah has only just begun

Here, hold this faggot and I'...

Poem -

Can You Enter the Flow

There's nowhere else to go you know

Have you ever noticed a forest hearth

That burns like the sound of pelting rain

The Spirit...

Poem -

Knocked Up And Barefoot

A fire burns within a womb that I did not know I had

.

It rages hot and ravenous and hell...

Poem -

Char Grilled

Not Listening

Bla
Blank
Blanky
Blanket

Bla
Black
Blacker
Blackened...

Poem -

Election

The mortal wound that healed
The Crown that seemed to sting

An oompaloompa brokers "Peace"...

Poem -

These Days

A Scorpion's Tale

ebony and emerald
black goo and kryptonite
father of the saracen
mother of the...

Poem -

Growth

Shavings from a pencil

Erase the lead

Havok at base of deciduous tree

Leaves mix...

Poem -

Forget It

Forget It

It was gone in an instant
My mind didn't even have a clue
What in the world was I thinking...

Poem -

nonsense to a cry of death

i do not know what the hour is as death comes so often
may be i have taken this as a joke
...

Poem -

to this ....

i will respond to your qualities of beauty
as i submit to you alone my find
upon....

...

Poem -

The Penned Poet

The Penned Poet

This profession, gifted but selective
unanimously question an emotional collective.

The...