Tag: poetry

 

 

Tomorrows gone and moments lost

my foolishness paid such dear cost

and cold your heart beats ‘neath the frost,

neglected and forlorn.

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And helpless still I stand and wait

through love, obsession, anger, hate

the path you walk that leaves my gate

feet ragged, red and torn.

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These hearts they beat, betray with ease

the soul and mind and flesh to please

yet easy tossed upon the breeze

and dressed in black they mourn.

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The back and forth, the give and take

the fire, desire, the longing ache

such foolish ways, the paths we take

until, at last, a dawn.

 

 

 

 

Her dreams take flight when night time falls

with broken wings and gaping mouths

on flesh most plump and pink they feed

and restless to her breast return.

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In those dark moments where dread lives

they feed on dreams of lies,

betrayal, envy, pain and grief.

Fat bellied, red eyes wild.

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Each tender morsel on her lips

they live to feed her wrath

and wild she calls into the night

and summons to her halls.

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The lost, the damned, the incomplete

the broken and the doomed

and in her arms and cold caress

they cease, to dream no more.

 

 

Entwined and blind we tumble lost

through space like dying suns.

And embers flicker, light grown dim

beyond the stars we slowly spin

and every morning still we seek

forever brighter days.

And skies explode, like tears stars fall

down forever’s inky cheeks

and moon grows feint, and lights go out

alone we still persist

and neither time, nor void, nor night

recalls how bright we burned.

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This was one of those I wrote whilst on a call at work. I believe it was all about stakeholder management.

Id say dull but I was hosting it…;)

Those moments…

Drowning in sweet abandon and revelling in disregard

we feed the thirst oft kept in check

with the incessent drip of compromise.

So deep we drink and quickly quench

yet satisfaction evaporates

ripped from our mouths by daylight’s glare

and withered, shallow roots lose grip.

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And in the dark as sunlight fades

and shadows creep and cold embrace

my heart ensnares and laughter rings

like church bells in my ears.

I crave you still and wonder how,

and where, and why and who

until at last my mind grows dim

and peace once more returns.

 

 

 

 

Though eyes grow dim and final sunset calls

you ever still remain as bright as sweetest summers day.

And soft warm smile my heart delights one final evermore

and no regret, not one, no single moment would I trade.

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Upon my door the darkness hurled

and screams to steal first kiss and each one since

though splintered wood lay all about my feet

protected, each defended to the last.

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And when I lay upon the cold and unforgiving stone

hands crossed upon my fiersome pounding breast

you call me home and no more will I fight

and drift to sleep at last within your arms

 

 

With lies ignored and foolish hope,

your heart beats still for what you once held dear.

And bloodied fingers, chewed and raw

cling desperate to promises

and smiles once oh so sweet.

.

His hollow words drip sacharine

and cold once tender touch

and fist and tongue and crimson rage

cast blame and fault and fingers point

and head hangs low in shame

 

Ensnared, entwined, in unison

they lie, alone beneath the sheets

Warm breath, rough hands, those future plans

that pillow talk, now empty sounds

blood flows through veins but weak

 

And morning follows night alas

days slip into the grey

of habit, forced endearing smiles

and months, turn years and decades pass

and winter brings release at last