Things I’ll Never Say

Words of infinity torture my sense, as I pay for mistakes with a steep recompense. And I never will show you the tears that may fall, as I gift you my Love and a kiss with my all. And the heartbreak that lives in my veins I won't tell, since you tripped up my soul... Continue Reading →

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Touching my… Smouldering Vignette

*EXPLICIT* .......................………………   The room is dark. It's some hour close to dawn. The only light is from the phone still playing their favourite songs quietly, oblivious to what she is silently, warmly contemplating. White sheets twisted and in delicious disarray from the night that just passed. She is cradled within these remnants of lustful... Continue Reading →

Poetry and…stuff

I do like roses, Daisies too. But poetry of flowers? Boo I'll eat a slice of cake, tastes nice Satisfies my sugar vice. A verse or two of 'sweet'? Okay... But honestly, that's not my way. A simile that's overused, Or darkened metaphors, abused I can do those, In fact I do, Yet lately only... Continue Reading →

The Connection of Us

Words do come easily to me I won't deny it. There used to be days when I was lost for words, but they would always come back. Sometimes a little darker than when they left. Those days, I would let the words come out in slow, painful drip drop drips until I had bled out... Continue Reading →

A Ceiling of Flaws

Above me a ceiling all painted in flaws, They colour my actions and lock tight my doors. It threatens to crush me, this weight from above, The past looks down mocking and stealing my love. A skylight has opened,  It's time, don't you think You've covered old patterns in poetic ink Above me a ceiling... Continue Reading →

Aching, Smouldering Vignette

It's late. Far too late to be awake let alone nursing a cup of coffee that went cold hours ago The living room is dark, only the light of the TV flickering, and some inane advert playing quietly and proclaiming that this contraption will tone  your buns and your thighs. Wow, she thinks. Fascinating. Snowing... Continue Reading →

This… poetry

This poetry is hard to grasp, encased  and held by golden clasp. It comes to me in shouting screams and pulls apart my mind-heart's seams. It beats against my head and yet, when poetry and I we met, still young and not yet broken me (my rhythmic rhymes it helped me see) became enveloped in... Continue Reading →

Heart Errands

I searched through raindrops, Wept through moons, Wiped away the much too soons, Sifted through the stars a while, Infinity revealed a smile, I lifted midnight's long egress Stripped my Goddess of her dress. Stood beyond myself in sight, And cast the veils from sleepless night. Within my hand I held a spell Enchanted it... Continue Reading →

A Lonely Kind of Beautiful.

A thirsty kind of quenching kiss, A missing piece I deeply miss. A lucid kind of cloudy thought Defeated victory I've fought. A silent kind of loudest cry A scalding tear that froze my lie A broken clock that ticks my days And how? Oh let me count the ways... A sour taste of sweetest... Continue Reading →

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