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Broken, bleeding, spent, bent old men, twist tales and Build a city of lies upon a bed of nails, somewhere they Make the young believe that life is good, and kind yet, Really we're just waiting for...
With a smug little smile, On her smug little face, Skipped away, Poor little Grace. She may have been smug, Annoying and a bitch, But what happened next, She was found in a ditch.
Hello again, today is Friday, December 14, 2012. Here's another poem, a sonnet, that I wrote for y'all. Enjoy.
#nightdwellers The sun surrenders it's golden glow Darkness takes over and steals the show. Night matures like a fine vintage wine The sky lights up as the stars brightly shine.
A soft kiss upon your loving lips, When you need a helping hand; Just whisper my name, and I'll be there, Your wish is my command.
Talk to me about the darkness inside of you, I'm here to listen, I understand, I really do... Maybe I could help you decide what to do, I just want to get some of my pain out too.
Evil fills the room, hatred at each glare, they throw lies at me without caution, such deceptive flare.
He hissed alongside the best of them Malignant to the bone But behind that rib cage strangely lacking Lies a heart, not yet stone Tortured souls, hung up, It isn't like he cares He simply strides...
She lies inside her coffin: A case of ice and glass, With legs of smoothest ivory, And handles carved of brass.
Tell me did you see my heart break. Tell me did you see me fall. Tell me did you feel the ground quake. Did you not hear me call. Did you not feel me want you. Did you not feel the need.
Disillusioned by my kindness Being thrown in the dirt Repetitive, time and time again My body, mind and soul, hurt I got up one night, couldn't sleep So in my garden I just quietly stood Enough of...
Hair tangled in knots. Twisted down to her waist. In curls like expresso. Brewed in a haste. Eyes like summer skies. And as deep as the sea. Bluest blue with long lashes. And curious as can be.
Turned when she was seven, She knew naught but death and bones, Brought up by nothing but the road, A road of gravelled stones.
A raw-knuckled rap on a rotten door,. A lifeless body on a shore,. Heads bouncing down the stairs,. A nasty demon's acid leers,. A savage blossom's unseen. bane,. Poison seeping through a brain,.
#colourchallenge. #sepia. I thought the devil was a myth. For evil and pain I can't deal with. But he grabbed me and looked into my eyes. Happy now that he got his prize.
Let the fire. Rain and reign. The clouds spill death. In form of flame. The ground upon. Which all man stands. Shall shake and break. I'll quake the lands. I'll have them all. Down on their knees.
Six trees all in a row. And as the wind begins to blow. They start to sway. And the leaves fall away. Crashing to the ground. The pirates treasure was never found. At the bottom of the ocean.
When the sea came to me in my sleep Carrying bottles of pure love A princess emerged from the deep And blessings showered from above.
#colourchallenge @sjw The lonely stones by the sea, The grim concrete, The crumbling wall, On which I fall. The eyes of danger, The blade of a knife, A forgotten treasure, A forgotten life.
An edited #Acorn 16+ I'm that hooded figure, At the end of your bed. I'm the bogey man, Understand what I said .
I will haunt you in your dreams When my heart and soul screams Done me wrong. I'm just that strong Close your eyes tight I'll haunt your dreams tonight Not yet scared.
Frozen in the depths, In the fortress deep within. Are destiny's chosen steps, To SAVE your soul from the SIN. Hidden in the heart, Of the fortress deep inside.
#colourchallenge. Snow white skin. Hides her sin. Enchanting eyes. Blindfold the lies. Soft words she speaks. Masks the evil she'll beseech. Hands so soft and gentle. Yet to others so detrimental.
This one is a little more abstract than most of my poems, but I was trying something new. #colourchallenge S-ee me rise. Alive. Awake.