Poetry Blogs (2014, lost souls)
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In this place of the weird and bizarre
It was just one of those nights
Nothing out of the ordinary
In the garden of earthly delights
A place full of demons and monsters
A collection of unworldly sights
My rotting roots implanted in hell
Where nightmare and horror alights
The bagpipes fucked with my head
They almost drove me insane
Humans and demo...
Monday 6th April 2020 2:34 pm
What are the chances
of two lost souls
colliding twice in life?
The dance is sweeter,
with ego out of the way.
All that remains is love
purified by the same rock-bottom
pressure that turns grains of sand into
pearls, coal into diamonds.
Not lustful love, agape.
Godly, unconditional love for humanity.
Thursday 14th February 2019 3:37 pm
Staring at the billboard…
I feel so important to you
Staring at the shop window
I am tempted to believe…
If I empty my pockets I will forget about you
Sitting on the sofa
Watching the adverts of pristine lives…
Each and everyone
Not a care in the world
Joyous at the insurance policy
Or furniture that just perfectly fits in
Just prior to nails being hammered in…
Monday 3rd December 2018 8:55 pm
Lost in the world
the ways of the world are much better
much more fun,
Whats life without fun?
They dont know how wild you are
They dont see past the innocent smile.
You was lost
and beat up,
You were too wild
but you never hesitated to follow your desires,
you divided your soul from your spirit
and you could differtiate your mind from your conscience.
I can see...
Thursday 17th August 2017 3:21 pm
Guided by the faintest of light
Though the world casts its shadows
They kept their dreams alive. People stop and judge them
For what I just don't know
But they keep travelling on
Though they've got no place to go. Love brought them together
Pain has torn them apart
Just two lost souls in the darkness
Joined together through a broken heart. ...
Tuesday 2nd September 2014 8:12 pm
The Crooked Beast At The End Of A Crooked Path
I saw him rise like a dark spectre
in the clouds
at the end of a crooked path
his horned head cocked
spreading his cloven claws
astride the graves that nestled
safe beneath the trees
his wings unfurling
across the sky
and gathering in
the long dead souls
beneath the ground
and I thought
I heard the demon say
“I told you I would not fo...
Monday 18th August 2014 7:33 pm
She smiles so seductively and cunningly, waiting to strike.
If you dare upset her you do so at your peril as she will use her
power against you without warning.
She sees everything that we all do and all we can hope to achieve.
Even your deepest thoughts and emotions are hers at one sudden glance.
If you are lucky she will take your soul while you sleep.
Thursday 9th January 2014 1:33 pm