You’ve shown me the light, You’ve shown me the wonder, Whilst carrying the lantern of hope, you’re the one who brought me home out of the tunnel where I was lost, With my head full of nightmares, my eyes won’t close without your lullabies. Despite there’re so many dawns to pass on, I’ll go on…
Tag: Poem
Double-Headed Coin
Blindfolded and spoonfed the fear You’ve been conned to trust the despot The impostors are masquerading as the saviours But the warriors aren’t designed to be the wallowers of fiction The ostensible verdicts will be given as the double-headed coin is tossed You’ve been manipulating by the fabricating vision box It’s a blatant crime, yet…
The Sun That Might Never Comes
Seeing the anguished worldthrough my obscured windowThe interim penumbra apprisethe enduring chroniclePlease burn the rapacity for thesake of prospective toddlersto play on the field of heather I need my soul to swimtowards the solitary islandI could build a home to preservemy remaining time, thereDon’t give me the durationto choose a side for this conflictI’m just…
Blanket Of Despair
Dripping black tears on my denim, Sobbing noises fade in the dark room, Words that were hurled as the spears from my intimate wielder crumbled the falsity of love, My cheeks are not ready for another raised fists, His antipathic “husbandry” role seems to be pale green & queasy when my walk & the due…
She Has The Heart Of A Child
The astral notifies dainty moments that I shall devote to her The diurnal delight that fades under the vermilion sky revives when I amble along with her My mortal clock halts before her ineffable majesty She’s as mighty as the Universe yet she has the heart of a child.
Solitary Eventide
The lonely eventide’s zephyr sweeping away the misery The powerless jeopardy on a black horse is passing by The dilated pupils are dwindling when the full moon rises As the dew gleams like the diamonds the land appears in silvery blue while the owl serenading its tune
The Wraith
You’re the wraith who’s hidingbehind my curtained soulI can’t recover from your spell The possession is endlessYour calling is nippingthrough my chesthewing the pulsating rhythm of my heartNow the ferocious Chupacabras could sniff the rusty scent of my blood
Nocturnal Songwriter
Weaving the nocturnal tuneson my guitar until the dawnThe spilled liquor formed a solemn abstract artMy lost sleep transmuteinto the flying sheepsupon the cigarette smokeWith enough strength to carry onI keep chasing the dreamwhilst ignoring my body’s retribution
Joy And Faith
Affix your dreams on the sky of faith Let ’em gleam like the stars Reinstate your childhood like the occasion ornaments Let ’em sway on a repainted carousel As the snow flurry chime on your doorsteps Enliven the day with your dearest Let the joy illuminate the shimmering Sun
Sirius
Mellow or harshI walk with upbeatI put the pessimism under my shoesIf you greet me upon my arrivalSay hello to the girls within meMy nerves reflex like HesperiidaeBut it doesn’t really matter While putting aside the involuntary ticsI’m rocking the days like Sirius This poem is about a girl who’s battling Tourette Syndrome, but lives…
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