-
Friendship Falters and fades With ease By the gradual Withering Of time As exhaustion Drains Our impassioned days Until all comfort Is stretched Too far and thin And withdraw Is bound To each Of our sullen forms
-
We are So easily dismayed In these roving tides That coddle our infant rage Awash With vengeful And seething thoughts We expunge Our diverging truths So easily swayed To our temper’s brink Our thoughts all fray And fuel Our wandering disgust Speak softly Mindful of all And keep to the droves So full, on their…
-
No shame In scrambled thoughts In the bedlam clutched To every trembling Verse I expunge For all kin Surely tussle Within the same Binds of fear There is no shame In the lows of fright At the rolling hell Of a sure And ravenous demise The infernal wheel is forged Swollen to the brim With…
-
The hours wheel along In desperate flight Beneath the sprawl Of silver and ivory skies And nothing is worth A passing glance As I voyage Further within With weary bones I slave upon tattered roads Enshroud And blinded by self As autumn grey Is hoist To mangle my hopes The bliss, that trembles At the…
-
I’ve earned this plot of dirt For dispassioned worms Crawling In the squalor of man Cast off For the greater good Immersed in my own Treacherous And vengeful lot Cast off For the sprawl of time Where the desperate sink From the weight Of their loveless plight
-
He washed ashore Alone At a cold day’s whim Spent, by the wider world Home Was drained and sparse With far and few words Of welcome and joy Few could speak In league With their tired kin Few knew Of the horrors He reaped, so far ago
-
Sunbaked nerves Permeate the whole Of this wrecked And time-ravaged home Where panicked reveries Scale, the withered walls To ensnare My most fragile of years Lost resolve Torments the frontal lobe As a reveling ghost Immersed In a mire of distrust
-
Never allow it To slip from your fingers In glistening shards Passing, in shades Of sultry red Never allow the cry Of liquid strength To ascend and plume In spires of black Treasure Its nourishing flow Down, to the thankful caverns To stall, your stride in rage Never allow Its thunderous And jagged farewell To…
-
Freedom drearily rolls From careless lips Harboring A dull day’s concerns It falls in silence As the ghostly dream So few can hope to attain Freedom rings In pitiful grey So thoughtlessly spared Far and wide Staggering well Beyond its roots To be molded and mangled By the hands Of treachery and clout
-
Between words he raged With insides wrung Firm, to their final gust Heaving With all his might The verses stalled Cold In the binds of his throat A repulsive silence hailed Ushering all kin To the roads Of shame and dismay Heaving With mountainous veins His urge to speak Had swollen, to its vile And…
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
loftydreams101's 