Published on Thu, 26th Feb 2026 at 00:06
There was a part of me that loved you, there was a part that died; as suddenly as you came, my heart did part the blood, and through the path, I walked, with no rhythm, and no sight, as the walls came crashing down; that part of me still loves you ...
Published on Wed, 25th Feb 2026 at 00:45
Existence is alone,
therein lies the power;
life, a fickle thing, shuns
this waking hour.
Glory of omnipotence
leaves you and I alone;
no further dream is needed,
as existence will have grown.
What of love and family?
will peace cast a stone?
father,
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Published on Sun, 22nd Feb 2026 at 01:39
There's a silence in fire,
an aching of hunger;
a future so opaque
these walls will all but dream.
Pining for the moon,
yearning for twilight;
a journey so unknown
the calls will all but scream.
There's a silence in fire,
a distance in the steps;
a
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Published on Sun, 1st Feb 2026 at 23:59
A stillness found my form,
flailing silently away;
fame, a fickle food,
conferred the chosen day.
Crumbs of graceless photos
furnish the scrolling plays,
and then came the hawks
to denude the welcome stay!
Pieces of my soul adrift,
yet quietly, my
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Published on Sun, 1st Feb 2026 at 02:09
Death is a common fight
we find within the light;
do you jest?
or stay your hand?
an ocean reeps the floor,
with little chance of succour;
and what of tomorrow?
Death is a common fight
we crown before the night;
do you prevail?
or flaunt your coronet?
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Published on Tue, 27th Jan 2026 at 13:02
All but left is ashamed;
death and all her games
leaves life a cherished play,
in anguish ... yet decayed.
This labyrinth of time
yields plenty to enclasp;
but death and all her games
comes crawling with a tax.
All but left is ashamed;
death and all her
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Published on Tue, 27th Jan 2026 at 00:19
Death is sick; a silhouette sprig of life begets a shield; what more of thee? Drunk on blood, their sins forgiven? ghosts shalt not see the trees. Empty thrones forget the truce; therein lies the innocence of youth. Death is sick; what hand is left to play?
Published on Sun, 16th Nov 2025 at 00:54
Assail me, and beat me ... sign;
I am the glass that keeps the mind.
Regale me, and picture ... find;
I am the hand that bleeds the time.
Fail me, and listen ... mime;
I am the heart that beats the rhyme.
Assail me, and fight me ... fine;
I am the glass that keeps the
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Published on Wed, 29th Oct 2025 at 00:15
Effulgent, her smile; soft and warm,
where sunlight wraps its soul ... behold!
Weary, yet dogged, the moon does ache;
what of her day will grace this heart?
Vast, yet sewn, these swathes of trees;
deeper from me, her lies do bleed.
Effulgent, her smile; sweet, but worn,
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Published on Sun, 19th Oct 2025 at 23:19
Perennial streams bore a son,
riven beyond their dreams; ramparts
kept his goals at bay, in a citadel
born from timidity.
Abode there, as he is, as sandstone
withers in peace; dust and tears
gather in frames, whose memories
have yet to be born.
Perennial
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Published on Fri, 10th Oct 2025 at 23:06
Pink blossoms
within a veil of apples,
effaced my fears ... begone!
what tender heart begat thee?
I must find her time!
yet sap ascends on broken arms
whose relics lay wasting
upon the sod;
have I spring
to lay thanks to thee?
have I spring to
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Published on Thu, 9th Oct 2025 at 07:51
She lays in wait, my timid friend,
and sits on a happy end.
Watching, and waiting,
with boundless faith;
will fate bend
to her heart?
this diffident youth prevails
under fallacies of fear;
what remains of me is still unclear,
yet still she waits,
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Published on Wed, 8th Oct 2025 at 22:46
Execrable words upon my walls, their tarrying unknown! this solitary path bedevils me, yet what of you remains? this earnest heart continues, but not without regret, and upon the pastures, my heart does fill; where to hang upon my walls?
Published on Sun, 5th Oct 2025 at 23:31
Falling leaves
under a mundane sky;
their time will come again ...
this veil of rain becomes me,
in a maudlin sort of way,
as summer departs in triumph,
with a haven still unknown.
Fallen leaves
under good tidings feet;
their heart prevails again ...
much
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Published on Fri, 5th Sep 2025 at 01:00
Why am I so different?
Is it my mind, heart, or soul?
When will this madness end?
What will be the toll?
I am further away from my youth,
and fewer days latch to any sense;
yet onward, I continue;
Why am I so different?
I am shunned by differing
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World of Wonder
31st May 2025 at 22:43
A Poison Tree
25th May 2025 at 14:39
A Bird, came down the Walk
25th May 2025 at 14:34
Hope is the thing with feathers
25th May 2025 at 14:33
Light breaks where no sun shines
25th May 2025 at 14:26
Fern Hill
25th May 2025 at 14:25
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
25th May 2025 at 14:13
