#BoundlessFreedom
Soon for i am indeed space bound i escape the pull of the earth i fight will all my girth it becomes very clear that the stars are very near i feel a wave of emotion that fills me with glee because there is a notion that in this world, i can be free
The Tale of Two Hearts: Part I
Your smile, it haunts my deepest dreams But father's rule remains supreme Our eyes linger as they meet And makes my heart skip a beat Deep in the night, I crave your touch If but in secret, I could clutch I yearn to touch your lips with mine But...
Coming of the Gray
Frost burned out the sky, With the coming of the Gray. No fires to keep at bay The coldest of the night. The ash is here, Light the lanterns dear. The best of plans, now awry With the falling of the rains. Darkness comes to reign, And all...
#GoingInCircles
Everywhere I go, everywhere I look I see men and women alike Repeating the same routines day by day Like a toddler circling the block on his trike It seems to be the way of the world today Back to the same place over and over again An everlasting...
Struggles of a Wolf Warrior
What comes to mind When one sees a wolf? Is it fear? Is it hatred? Is it love? Is it endearment? But what does one see When a wolf warrior rises And roams in the night Only seen in the moonlight? The wind blows The fires rage The darkness...
Allure
#14 of poetry a free verse poem i wrote as a personal challenge; capturing the essence of beauty in mere words.
Tiny Candles
This was my first attempt at free verse poetry; it does not rhyme or have a meter, but now you know where i stand.
Hold On
Anyway, this is a free verse thingy that i spat out just now, and i couldn't think of a title. if inspiration strikes me again then i'll actually give it a proper name. although, if someone suggests a title, and i use it, i will credit you that.
Hands//Paws - A Poem
Hands aren't meant to feel this weird I'm not meant to spend all day looking They're not meant to rash They're not meant to bloody They're just supposed to be, Another part of your body That we use as tools, To try not to damage Too delicate,...
Foot Falls (Hold My Hand)
Leaves falling down. Brown leaves, pale green leaves, purple leaves. The wind picks up. Lakes start freezing. The waters grow cold. Ice is forming. Rain is transforming into snow flakes. A slow transition. The days grow bleak. Warmth leaves the air,...
Isle Dreamscape
Forever out of reach, White sands covered in green. Strangely enough on these seas, Tropical though they be to these eyes of mine, Every single one holds nothing but pine. So I marvel at impossible trees, And waters that hold a perfect sheen,...
Suicide
Suicide..so taboo, eh? when we think about death...we are scared. is there a god? will i be happy? will i go to hell? will it hurt to go? will i just rot in the ground? these and more we ask ourselves. we all die..eventually. but some people are filled...