I cry for a lady I never knew I grieve with inner pain and my heart weeps with the wish I could have met her No memories of my own only sweet stories of a special lady weaves it way through to my soul I cry for a lady I never knew she
Category: poetry
light through darkness and thick smokey fog, like an eye that watches over the Harbour City. its beauty entrances those it catches with eyes peered upward towards the glow in the sky. it’s our moon, its chest out through the fog and cloud, brightly loud with pride, just like us. a game of peek-a-boo
Oh Cookie my dearest cookie, how soft and sweet kept contained by my side why must you call to me? My hunger for you causes me to cheat on my poor stomach who aches to be free. You’re a habit I just can’t quit. Every time I bring you to my lips and bite into your
When you feel The urge to eat It must be time to Go to sleep if you can’t seem To go to bed Think about the last time you read Pick up a book And open a page Let the words take Away the hunger rage Perhaps have a sip Of your
Shadows cast through the eyes as pain pierces the heart a fresh wound as knife slices through skin draws blood hand reaches in to pull rips out part of soul inner demons fight to keep the rest in it belongs to them numbness draws a smile upon the face to fake the battle has not
A new day starts with a new morning, crisp, clear, bright coloured sunrise gold, orange and red blend to make romance A cold breeze soars through the brush to touch our goose-bumped bodies No sign of rain in the forecast a four-leaf clover drifts in the wind Good luck comes to those who
I sink my teeth into the neck of the novel as I crack open the cover and pierce my eyes upon the first page. I taste the sweet succulence of victim’s blood as if I were the one to feed. Swept into my fantasy through the words of another, carefully balance each existence as I
See light beyond darkness And darkness beyond light To balance between Two worlds Resist the pull From either side Keep the tempo The heart beats silent Shut away from the Destructive surround sound My own music Separates yet Blends Fantasy and reality Distracted from my own Distraction Frazzled and frayed I bleed Not from open
