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When home falls Solemn and quiet Eerie and drained Decrepit and hollow I salvage the strewn The battered shards I own When the prideful night Has fully grown Looming droves Cascade from the dark A thoughtless hail For misty-eyed kin I strive to retain Their gilded fall Yet the mind defers And I cannot recall…
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With words revered And dreams upheld I’d spill my all Into labyrinthine refuge Into a bustling haven Of undying dissent Meshed arrays of heartache Yearnings and aspirations I’d ration myself with all Conversing with others and opposites Trading outlooks Until they align and tumble Within the passionate throes of affection Confident in my form Sure…
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For kindred hearts Who’ve stumbled upon clarity With fragile skin And blaring, boastful thoughts They madly swarm Passionately searing Scouring for escape From the confines of reluctance Stouthearted words Hang resolute From the cusp of their lips Awaiting fertile moments To expel their inner bedlam Too few dare To cast them out When fate is…
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What remains for the eyes Are rusted heaps Fables of old Spun from distress Farewell to the young Triumphant world The fair and untroubled Waters I’ve sailed I’ve parted ways With Tuscan streams The quiet journeys Through unseen paths What remains Sprawled for my sight Are these jagged hills Of rusted oaths
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Shed fortitude Lassoes my dreams As an offering to the ghouls That plague my tired limbs Unmoving Quiet and carelessly scuttled I retain their curse Defenseless and feeble The binds constrict And I desperately thrash With angst restored Yet futile and meek Extinguished valor Now leeches upon reveries Draining their exuberance Their liveliness adrift
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Thoughtless drifting Guides the reigns To the helm of my worries The threshold of hardship The air thickens As I launch from solid ground Propelled into the grasp Of worthless pondering The hour’s jet past Colorless and forgotten As I simmer endlessly Compromised and useless Gradually I am pried away My humble gaze restored Mundane…
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When I’ve truly departed From the cold binds of grief On a moonlit wisp That streams lonely and free Replenished lungs May cry on fearlessly A ferocious beckoning Into the tranquil void Magnificent, full, and deafening Faint remnants Flicker, low and sullen As the ailing residue Of lifelong sorrows The voices scatter For the mind’s…
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Wavering desolation Wrecks the harmony I claim As I meander ragged and hopelessly Slowing to a desperate stagger Far ago Triumphant roads diminished Casting my form Into turmoil’s Harrowing embrace Frustration spills Into scalding hot buckets Pouring past the ratty cloths That covet this battered frame Within My reckless travels Epiphany defiantly stirs A rogue…
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Reveling in the shadows Of chased away thrills My startled kin My long expelled resolve So viciously uprooted I embark for their rush Far from the beckoning The growing quake of vendetta Smoke trails climb Yet I defer from their cries The daily shrillness That floods my nervous frame Sporadic fire Fuels my desperate flying…
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Roadside melodies Swallow up idle travelers With folkloric prose Cloaked in bitter harmonies Disheveled vagabonds Cleave long forgotten trails To timid ages lost Where the youth stumbled Foolish and unbound Potent words Roll away From the lips of aged perfection In a desperate voyage For uncaring passersby These ragged few Spill fervently and pure Passionately…
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