A Passionate Phenomena - short poem

Falling, falling. Deep down this bright pit. Pinks, oranges, and reds. The colors of the dawn. As I continue down, I feel something stir. Something is awakening Somewhere deep within. A pleasant fire sparks When I meet your gaze. I begin to...

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Lone Wolf

Misery, It is my company, My only constant companion, Who never leaves my side. I awake, It is morning, No one is by my side, Nobody to lick my nose. I sleep, It is late, No one is waiting, Nobody to cuddle with. Every day, Blends...

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Rough Day

He exclaimed through teary eyes as he sniffled a bit feeling emotionally overwhelmed.

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Soul Shattering Collapse - medium poem

How do you move on When your dreams have become flawed? You've watched them build up. Nurtured the fields of success and hope Just to watch it burn and decay With the smallest wrong breath, The one wrong question. How do you move on When the...

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A Cold Night

#1 of warm-up pieces slowly working myself up back into writing, this was meant to be a snippet to evoke an emotion without any context to guide it. screaming, her lungs burning as her voice rung out down the streets.

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With Broken Hearts

With broken hearts we hold the line With broken hearts we tremble With broken hearts and broken minds we shall forev'r assemble. That hateful deed, the blood thus spilled, in name of rage and hate, it shall not be forgotten and time will make...

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UN-accepted (the second part to my poem)

Accepted I felt now warm and safe, I thought nothing could hurt me, But then..., You walked in, you decived me, you lied to me, and now I am left to suffer, under all the dirt about 6 feet under...

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DEW

Does morning bring us rays of hope or just another day? Does evening give us chance to cope or just a time to lay? Each time the sun goes overhead, we pass another dawn. Each hour counted till our bed, another memory gone. What chance have we to...

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Lonlyness and Stress

Loneliness an empty feeling when no ones around or available to talk to. Stress things and people, friends and family, and job hunting. These are two of the biggest things that make me who i am but also break me down. I am who I am no one else can...

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Alone

I was forced to move alot due to multiple repetitious circumstances. I, both, had alot of trouble making new friends, and had to say good bye to alot of good friends. Copyright Pyrin 2010 How many times will I let myself, face the fires of my...

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Poem #59: Heal

_Heal_ Feel the colors of flowing time Never spend dollar nor dime Cannot escape what's fake or real Drink in dark fire and heal Let the words thicken me Strengthen this resounding plea Emblem on the page will seal Drink in black liquid and...

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Poem #33: The Senses

These emotions, these senses, these feelings, are my life. ~bhscorch [!

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