poems

Poems from darkness

A cold shade of morning Falls upon broken shadows A velvet tear Sliding down a silken face

ive been here all along ive wanted to hear you voice since time began your every word consumes me controls me all i wanted was to hear the the lies you would tell the lies that make me whole make me feel everything i need but you stopped lying stoped making me be you only… Continue reading some poems of mine..

sadden poems of a bitter loves end,..

through the darkness i shall run running from my fears i hear your voice begging me to come home but my darlin i never will i will run until the darkness fades away and in my world of dreaming visions the dark will always stay here is where i will lay dreaming of you sweet… Continue reading sadden poems of a bitter loves end,..

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UNTITLED my mind is empty, just like my heart i’m outta luv i’m outta my mind i’m empty nothing just a waste of space a watse of air a waste of flesh i’m useless no one needs me not even me do you? do they? does anybody? maybe i don’t even exist & if i… Continue reading more poems

i have no title for this

my life was almost perfect, with martynas in my life, i loved him to death and he loved me back to death, this dickhed jaron ruined everything cuz he was jealous, he told him i cheated on martynas with him and even got friends to beleive him to tell martynas, he was so sad, no… Continue reading i have no title for this

Unluminous Liturgy

These are some of most recent poems. I hope you enjoy them. – Those Who See Shall Made Blind Be – I walk in the darkness, the shadow of your light Although I try to shine, I am not bright And those who pass by see a flickering spark Of a light that cannot ignite,… Continue reading Unluminous Liturgy

Hate I hate this world, i wish it would end. I hate my life, i wish it would end. By day i hate, by night i cry, in year i decay, in minute i die. Alone forever, I shall burn. In a place that only knows fear. A place hot an cold. I live for… Continue reading Poems

Madman’s Poems

I had always liked verse. That is why I made many poems. I made poems from the “clean” ones to the totally vulgar ones. One day, I was invited to a meeting, to which were also invited several other poets from our city. The one who organized this meeting was a elderly man, about to… Continue reading Madman’s Poems

I Am Me

The whispers The stares The wads of papers All thrown at me

Break

I don’t know which poems I’ve published and which ones I haven’t so forgive me if you’ve read this… Broken hearts and shattered dreams Nothing can survive, it seems I’ll never be just what you want I’ll never your debutante