

UntitledWhat lies ahead beneath thee Shall it be up to thee to choose For in self lies the answer Seek now, truth A fairied ruseUntitled
A darkened night doth clear the way To deaths desperate veil, In shadows morn the welcomers, Gatherers, To be here,
Silence does surround the pitied forest floor, In depth, a sacred whisper, Whom, shall, What are you far
More rains, destroyed lands A thirst is left to breed, And underlaying faith, Shall take this sheltered deed


A Vintage PastThe polaroids carry remembrance memories in shadow pictured in dust hide away these treasures a vintage pastA Vintage Past
fall into moments of times forgotten turn the pages of old renewed vows life in journals,
written words read
remember us now, as we are now dead.


Little Creaturesquiet, these little creatures are they that stalk the night late in early dusk of the evening moon they're risen from the depths of the water, red with blood, a salted taste lingered desire fallenLittle Creatures


The Vision Held In RequiemThe forest sings of darkened song The moonlight veils our parting The distant paths Our chosen journey Destiny's hope doth linger The vision held in requiem Mere shadows of past times Beware these strange angels Seek entree here, This world of whispered light Hidden behind the mask Her true destiny awaitsThe Vision Held In Requiem
Devious Comments
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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