Poetry Pages

My heart burns for the world that I will never know, because in the end it was my decision to walk this road. To mean what has been sung would sling the crippled to cast, and to the sea would ripple water to wave, and flower to bloom. A familiar noise to light the way; My voice. A dark radiance to n...

Oft guise of guilt,
Guile fashioned pain precedes,
Nothing.
Islands of agony burning,
Burning,
Burning,
Once before king befallen,
Tragedy.

A tempered flow,
A bitter glow,
On words they used to mean.

I am a dream of a short lived concious,
Coutning the echoes that may one day lead me,
To you.
A forgotten focus cuts air to frost,
Where I stand over that boundry slowly fading,
Clutching the grenade,
You once thought in my hand.

You were a sweet heart;
My sweet heart,
But my stomach yearned to finish,
As did my teeth gnash to break,
Every last bite.

I've been here once before,
This black corridor,
With all the means to leave but too dark to see.
I bleed and bleed,
Until I can't feel me.

Two wrongs don't make a right,
Although,
One wrong may induce another wrong,
It's simply a matter of importance,
That shucks the shells of wrong.

The past has beem written,
But I continue to read.
Resolution to resolution,
They never fit the last chapter.
Damn my stubborn ways,
For there is only one ending I approve.
Me and You.

Expiring, Bending to the will of slaves, Whimsy Marauder! My chalice remains virgin! Clenched between my teeth, Are the fews cells of life you have left, Absorbed from the celestial fradulence you call existence. Fictitious blending of asymmetrical cores, For now you will know, That life is simply ...

When importance becomes perceived,
They shall know right,
Perhaps life is death void of importance.
Narcotic permitted,
Psychodelic excellence.

Love is a dangerous thing to write about when entering a contest. The way you portray your feelings must be extremely unique when you talk about common emotions. This portays it in a very physical sense in my opinion. I would attempt to use hidden meanings, capitalization and add even more strongly ...

Irony participial to God Propositional claws amalgamate subjugation of life The specter of Elysium calls! Belie me not, absolvement is the harbinger of mirth, A wreath of black shall sustain you, Until life do us part, A hemisphere of blood they say, Truth is but a desire of my soul, Your bethel I ...

You break me down, To the point I cannot move, Under this light, Everything looks ugly, All cell phones off, No room to talk, I'm a fuck up, Your not proud of me, All i've done, Means nothing in your eyes, I try to explain myself, but end up speaking in demonic tongues, Senseless departure from thi...