Some of my writings for everyone!
Feel free to critique at your leisure!
A few things about me
I have been writing for 4 years now
I learned all I know from two
extraordinary people
Amberly and Jessie
I usually write dark poetry.
My favourites forms are, refrain, elegy, free verse and haiku
just to name but a few.
Lastly. I have a lovely obsession with works by Edgar Allen Poe and Robert Frost.
Dark Ocean
I remember the time I lost my way to the darkness.
It consumed me whole, flesh and bones were crumbled into dust
The dark ocean spent no pause, only made me feel inferior in its web of lies
I was hopelessly fastened to its will, it’s mannerisms vulgar and sharp of tongue.
The creation it saw in my pure intentions lead it forward
Charging head first into my life, piercing all that I knew and obliterating it.
Not much left to prove, I slowly drowned in my own nightmare
Floating to the surface, the bleak sun burned my face to a new golden ash.
Wisdom comes from the beckoned finger.
A lesson I never learned all my days
Ring of Noise and Green of Colour
I was left speechless that day
I didn't see it coming
The shock of knowing, hit hard like a sledge hammer to the gut
The reality sunk in finally, blew down a thousand trees, like matchsticks in the barron desert
Still I brought myself to march forward, still I continued my routine
Life has its purpose and meaning, for everyone and everything, which resides in a colourless, blue globe
Although he was green? He was rarely seen, for what he really was! A misunderstood creature of beauty, sound and curiosity
I remember those eyes
Two black voids, side by side, yet filled with life
A spectrum around his neck, of cherished rainbow, printed on the surface of a delicate paste
But most of all, I remember how he loved to fly
Free to be himself, always...
The Warm Touch Of Serenaded Honey
I will love you forever and a day.
If I could touch your memory, let it sing out proud!
Nonsensical and sticky is the aura surrounding me
I notice a change in the weather’s patterns
Forecasted a beautiful harmony of music
Dripping wet on my mind, sugar spun hills give out tempting offerings.
Not worth sighing away the heat, it gives a sensation of trust.
Within myself, I value the trials I must endure
An image worth keeping, long for its embrace until night comes.
Feel free to critique at your leisure!
A few things about me
I have been writing for 4 years now
I learned all I know from two
extraordinary people
Amberly and Jessie
I usually write dark poetry.
My favourites forms are, refrain, elegy, free verse and haiku
just to name but a few.
Lastly. I have a lovely obsession with works by Edgar Allen Poe and Robert Frost.
Dark Ocean
I remember the time I lost my way to the darkness.
It consumed me whole, flesh and bones were crumbled into dust
The dark ocean spent no pause, only made me feel inferior in its web of lies
I was hopelessly fastened to its will, it’s mannerisms vulgar and sharp of tongue.
The creation it saw in my pure intentions lead it forward
Charging head first into my life, piercing all that I knew and obliterating it.
Not much left to prove, I slowly drowned in my own nightmare
Floating to the surface, the bleak sun burned my face to a new golden ash.
Wisdom comes from the beckoned finger.
A lesson I never learned all my days
Ring of Noise and Green of Colour
I was left speechless that day
I didn't see it coming
The shock of knowing, hit hard like a sledge hammer to the gut
The reality sunk in finally, blew down a thousand trees, like matchsticks in the barron desert
Still I brought myself to march forward, still I continued my routine
Life has its purpose and meaning, for everyone and everything, which resides in a colourless, blue globe
Although he was green? He was rarely seen, for what he really was! A misunderstood creature of beauty, sound and curiosity
I remember those eyes
Two black voids, side by side, yet filled with life
A spectrum around his neck, of cherished rainbow, printed on the surface of a delicate paste
But most of all, I remember how he loved to fly
Free to be himself, always...
The Warm Touch Of Serenaded Honey
I will love you forever and a day.
If I could touch your memory, let it sing out proud!
Nonsensical and sticky is the aura surrounding me
I notice a change in the weather’s patterns
Forecasted a beautiful harmony of music
Dripping wet on my mind, sugar spun hills give out tempting offerings.
Not worth sighing away the heat, it gives a sensation of trust.
Within myself, I value the trials I must endure
An image worth keeping, long for its embrace until night comes.
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