Writing

Why do I feel the need these days to stretch my imagination ?.. in this latest fad of mine, my poetry...

The Moon is a breast
breastfeed the wolves
and the night's milk
is not like any drink...

The good poet,
the bad poet.
Merely just the same.
The great poet,
the awful...

I found out why a lot of people started hating me.
I was a screenwriter and I wrote Superman III....

I dreamed.
I woke.
I slept.
I dreamed.
I asked
Of this desirous...

I don't want to cry
Tears of pain without answers to questions asked like why?
Tears flowing...

We wanted to dance in the woods that day
We wanted to dance in the woods
and run, gambol and...

Did you read it
Or was it read
Did it lead you
On a lead of lead

Was it wind...

Is it true, that you dream...
Those dreams that's transcend into wonders,
Then those wonders...

A leech to life,
Myself,
I will invite,
I'm a strange kind,
A poetic parasite...

Spectrum hues bestow,
Betwixed skies aglow
Verses phase, softly spill,
‘Neath...

O Selene of amber aria bright,
Grant peace thus sleepless night.
Moonbeams cast from afar,...

I write down my pain like there’s someone to read it
My pen burns on the page in a rush like I need...

Voices, voices crowd rattly head,
Urge write, write where emotions led.
Many times mused...

Right,
Haha, I'm testing something out, I just wanted to know where I'd go,
The time of...

"All across the Seven Seas,
I see so much confusion,
and lies underneath.

These...

To leave your everything upon the page, is to empty yourself, then you're just a name,
A piece of...