Im a rather pointless poem Running around ruined What are you doing Reading such a pointless poem I am not a poem at all Just words and words and...
The Heart Writers work in secret writing the souls for the empty vessels Stored in chambers waiting for life The hearts resembles an...
In the darkness I sit alone upon my bed staring into the closet Where shadows are chanting in ritual with words I can not hear And the fabric of...
You kissed my eyes shut And in the darkness I could feel Swirls of liquid reality Running through my fingers Sinking into my toes Pulling me...
Thanks for the feedback everyone. Here is some new poems I recently wrote. 1. Paper hearts Origami hearts Black inked love A Folded memory Worn...
1. Comfort in my home Lonilness I have found in the world Emotions I unfurled In the moments I have known How alien life is To such a dreamer...
1. Heartbroken tick-tocks cracked sounds, whipping down the stairway Running away from itself Echoed whispers, frozend in the dark Exploding...
Silky red strands, a spider-web heart Crawling with creatures, spindling dreams Ensnaring dragons and butterflies An ever changing web,...
Dream Webs Black silky spider-webs A drift, aimlessly, through the gardens Nature’s dream catchers Patrolling the suburbs Stealing...
Dragon flowers Black spider-web peddles Crimson red stems Ivory white teeth Blue dragon fire Midnight creatures
The old rocky window sill A house boats soul Bobbing up and under the waves Between two different worlds Daylight sinking into the ocean...
71: I'm standing on the gateway to hell Leaning to look down the edge I try to balance myself as I sway To look a little more down this well I'm...
36: Her nickname is firefly A man, her best friend, gave it to her on an evening As they took their stroll Down the barren neighborhood The bold...
I wanted to share my poetry book. I notice a lot of people posted a lot of there poems into a single link. I know that this is probably over doing...
Of the moment thoughts Stirring around inside my head like a whirlpool Like the rush from a morning cup of coffee Random and unstable Like wild...
Tiny little spaceships Abducting Snails and fairies Whisking through the gardens of suburbia Glowing lights flashing through their intricate...
Drenched passion walking the streets in the rain Drowning in his own emotions Through stain glass eyes he perceives what they call life...
A heart shaped perfume bottle, made of sapphire Mimicking a midnight ocean Star gazing upon the rocky window sill Resides a bottle of dreams...
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