Rain turned to ice,and lightning splintered, it splicedthe black sky, it seeped a bright white.All animals they fled,from the sky as it bled,pale death that fell veiling the night.
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Wrath crawled out from the well,on direction from Hell,to get back what it once lost.With vengeance in mind,it set out to find,a specified soul to accost.When the Hell-well beckoned,Mother__ will now reckoned,her dead soul now wholly enslaved.Embodied in a rotting husk,the corpse reeked of putrid musk,her being wholly depraved.
If on thoughts of death we are fed,Thus, a coffin, became my bed.
To sense the peace of extinguished passionHappiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge
Petals don't ask Where to landThey just fall With grace.
i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.
This winter, there will be no voices, no glimpses, no arms.only the fabric of poetry, to keep me warm.
to be a poet meansto live with a permanent wound forever susceptibleto either the shade of the skyor someone's eyes.
and everyone wants to read the poem we__e afraid to write.
It is kind of ridiculous that a poet is expected to live in the real world.
my poetry is merely a body.you are the soul in my words.
How....will I ever truly depict you?You__e perfect, my writing isn__.
may this poetrybe the homeyou will someday come back to.
My favorite symphony is the silent song of the night!
Fruition-Think of writing as a harvest.You till the ground.Plant.Water.Wait.Apple trees take years to bear fruit.Harvest.Clean.Process.Then you have apple pie.
...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.
Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door
After you leftI stared at the drivewayFeeling its emptinessWondering if you__ return.After you leftI thought about your questionsWishing I hadn__ been so bluntWondering if I scared you away.After you leftI remembered how you felt in my arms.How you fit so perfectly there. Like my guitar.Wondering if I should have kissed you when I had the chance.After you leftI sat in my roomRemembering all the things you said, andWondering about all the things you didn__.After you leftI sat in silence.Missing you in a way I didn__ quite understand.Wondering if you__ ever come back.