Been thinking about posting on Thursday’s when there is a blurb post on the Tuesday of the same week. Not sure yet. Still, here’s a poem! Blood on the streetsHate in the veinsYou stoked the fireNow you feel the flamesTalk all your shitTell all the liesYou are the tyrant that is despisedDon’t try to actContinue reading “Speechless Pro”
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Old Home Movies
Pictures of a memory fadingIts been years of us waitingPassing like ships in the nightWill our paths ever unite?I remember when we were youngThe hours would simply be goneBut now that we are fully grownI always count the time aloneSummers running through the fieldsLife never seemed so realBut now we barely even speakIts like ourContinue reading “Old Home Movies”
A Single Day
The sun rises on another dayTwenty four hours is the realityIt starts off dark and with little lightBefore our star rises up into sightBirds do call at the dawn breakingWith human beings leaping into momentumGetting from their cozy bedsThey prepare for what lies aheadTake a shower and eat some foodBefore they head out onto theContinue reading “A Single Day”
Lies, Lies, Lies
I don’t usually post on a Thursday. But seeing as I wrote this a few days ago, it relates to current events and there’s already posts for the other four days of the week I thought, why not. Lies, lies, liesWill they ever stop?Or are you too busy just making it up?Twist some words toContinue reading “Lies, Lies, Lies”
Empyre
For this desireYou do inspireEvery pageEvery phraseWith this new dayWith this passage sayYou built your pyreYou built it higher Wisdom will comeAlone as onePull the ropeFocus the scopeWith every lineWith every letterYou forge a testYou forge this best With heaven doneYou will becomeEvery noteOf every quoteYou edit this fireOf human desireWriting this tomeYour perfect epitomeContinue reading “Empyre”
Self
I walked the streets I called by homeBut all I did was truly roamWithout a cause or a hopeI pleaded until I could not cope Finding nothing as I grieveThis world is just as lost as meLying about who I really amThis mask could not disguise the sham Buried in a grave I cast asideThisContinue reading “Self”
Night
Is the darkness what you really fear?As the sun drops below to disappearThe night sky blooms like deathPinpricks burst from nothingnessScattered across the inky blackAre you scared the sun won’t be coming back?As the moon sails across the voidShadows are all you should avoidBeauty in the dark of nightShouldn’t let it give you frightCast wideContinue reading “Night”
Ashen Trees
Trapped on a feeling that leaves you reelingWhere are the crows that define your meaning? As thorns of red dive deeper into the oceanSeas begin to start to boil with feeling Last among the endless ashen treesShattered realities breed only disease The sutble stab of who you should beWill you ever get to grip thatContinue reading “Ashen Trees”
From Present To Past
Humanity will fade awaySwallowed by its entropyBecause we couldn’t stay togetherInstead we fractured unlike weatherTorn apart instead of stayed strongOh what a tragic wrongSo soon we will just rot awayLost to times natural decaySo much promise that we did sullyIf only we would have tried more fullyBut that was never on the cardsIs what wouldContinue reading “From Present To Past”
Money Hungry
You thirst for moneyYou’re consumed by greedRub your hands togetherIgnore mortalityStart the economy to watch it failA second wave will then prevailBut you just want to count the cashDon’t give a damn about the massWe can all go lie in an enormous graveWhat a blinkered view you wish to paveEven your lies can’t hide theContinue reading “Money Hungry”
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