Tag: death

January 4, 2017 / Poetry

Two Thousand and Seventeen

Starving street rats bicker o’er crumbs of bread,
In gutters flooded with a pestilence,
The promise of the morrow in the wind fled.

Listen as men of no consequence said,
As golden tongues lick in malevolence,
Starving street rats bicker o’er crumbs of bread.

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November 8, 2016 / Poetry

Ten Pills

One pill;
For my merciless and raging tempest.

Two pills;
For the voices acknowledged as my own.

Three pills;
For howling dogs stalking my promenade.

Four pills;
For forgetting what was to become of me.

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September 19, 2016 / Poetry

And I Opened My Eyes

And I opened my eyes,

A virgin sun did bleed,

On to sheets of pure white,

I blinked – and it did sleep.

And I opened my eyes,

A summer sun did dance,

Upon youthful pleasures,

I blinked – and colours spun.

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September 2, 2016September 2, 2016 / Poetry

Burdens

Crimes of the mourning,

Fearing inevitable pity,

A tiresome burden

of weighted conscience,

Envying the infinite egotism

of the slain,

In dirt’s serenity

and the stillness of Earth,

Ne’er to rise again.

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September 1, 2016September 1, 2016 / Poetry

Hangman

Oh, hangman! Humble me with your knots,

Yet, no! Twine them from such fine silken threads,

My neck feels the need of such warming cots,

As this life and the next you do so wed.

Oh, hangman! Caress my soul with strong hands,

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September 1, 2016September 1, 2016 / Poetry

Reflected

How I am reflected in your black gaze!

I never wished to see my inner night,

The fading stars do have me in a haze,

My entirety pales to your delight.

Close your eyes! Do not rest them upon me!

Your mirror repulses and leaves on aghast,

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May 29, 2016 / Micropoetry

Desires
Insatiable desires,
Where many a soul have drowned,
Charmed by the hunter’s fires,
As his beast, so tightly bound.
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Grey
With scenes of the grey in life,
The disillusioned riot,
The arbitrary is rife,
As they do feed the disquiet.
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Lavender
Lavender scents do stain,
Reminiscent of you,
With a sense that remains,
Long after you pass through.
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Chance Encounters