Tag: poet
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My Fairytale Dreams (A Poem)
My fairytale dreamsI closed my eyesAnd dreamOf a time of Lords and LadiesKnights that fought for honor In my dream I seeA castle upon the hillSurrounded by perilFire breathing dragonWithin is a PrincessBeautiful of fire lock and emerald orbTrappedUntil one day on the backOf a great white steedHer Prince Charming comesTo save herThe clash of ... -
Thoughts To Flames
Speaking in earnestI search for a truthThis world I resideSeeking the proof To validate lifeHard to imagineDivisiveness fluent The error of passion My hearts skips a beatMy breath becomes shallowWith thoughts of my childrenEngulfed in this shadow What will becomeOf the ground they will walkThe steps that they takeThis violence of cause I can only ... -
Podium Of Life
Here at the podium strength of my life Time to now speak Settle for this Momentum is mine I pray for the weak Leave hope in the past Eternal I wish With death now surrounding every small step every last word every last breath Here at the podium I speak my last peace Pay homage ... -
Glass Of Hope
Succumb to nature Fallen wish Failure Mounting I Must Dismiss Negative thoughts Come in troves Death among me Run From Those Mental motions Now I pass Crystal ball In Crystal Glass I seek in you A promised wish No more struggle Hope Is Missed Image by Hans Braxmeier from Pixabay -
Poet’s Blade
Held in the hand,tis small and round.the tip at the endbrings many a man down. The mightiest of weapons,the blade short and stout,tipped to paperblood pours out. Though most a weapondo not consider it to be,the pen is the mightiestof blades I have ever seen. It cuts the wielder just as deeply as the victim,leaving ... -
Cloud To Cast
Anger incessant fueled by misfortune Distortion of truth my only way forward This karma surrounding exempt of forgiveness There must be a lesson surely I’m missing I contemplate death yet that would decide The end of my search the loss of this sign Can only now hope that this shall not pass Down to my ... -
Packet Of Memories
Memories kept a lifetime, Moments recorded quietly in time, Given freely to bring a happy grin. An envelope filled to the brim, with moments captured by love. Featured image created in Canva by Patricia Harris -
The Ghost Of Sadness
The ghost of sadness speaks to me It’s whispers haunting carries dreams A presence felt from dust to dawn Upon my shoulder Built of brawn How can I shake you make you pass Escape your grip be free at last I hear your voice take notice of Your place within Your place above For now ... -
Anxiety Machine
Opening the computer,just for some fun.Staring at the screen,all the plans are undone. The niggling feelingat the back of my head,that I have work to dopounds at me instead. Robbing me of the joythat I might have had,making me feel likeI am something so bad. So I shut down the machinethat once made me smile,for ... -
Autumn Wind Calling
What is your purpose Omnipotent one Stagger in slowly Curious run Fragrance is clear Scenic for miles The beginning is beauty Ending so vile How can such color Vibrant and real Turn to all white Darkness revealed Yet, you are the pleasure So many will see Except to the known Those who will flee The ...
