Category: Poetry

The world is indeed filled with people many of whom dwell in dark places. I thought you the most fair, I put in your hands my love which you turned to grief. I now weep. My love: the cheater.

All I can give you is physical things my princess rings my dear, and material possessions.  Stuff to impress those on this plane for you’ve owned my soul, shared my heart and had my whole Being for years. I have nothing left to give save the dross of this earth that glitters, and fritters away […]

The most precious thing to me Is the emerald of your eyes When you smile, shining From within.  Beautiful.

The dried leaves of Fall Rattle in the winter wind Like my thoughts of you

The Universe created one soul and split it in twain. One half went forth to exhibit beauty and art, The other to fight and write and be a brain. Across distance, and time, a single heart Beat, seeking for itself in the endless dark.

You gave my heart wings; Lifted my spirit to the sky. You were my everything, Making me fly high, Before crashing to the stone: Broken, bleeding, dying alone.

As the darkness descends and the day ends I sit here with pen in hand. What filled your soul with all the holes And turned your flaming passion cold? The golden light succumbs to the night While my spirit slowly dies.

There was a nerd from New York Who was a classic dork. He fell for a dame Who was his Twin Flame He’s done, stick him with a fork.

When you feel like giving in Remember that quitting is a sin. Do not be afraid of doing what is right. Do not fear to walk in the light.

When your golden hair has faded And age lines crease your skin, The fires of your passion are faded And you finally look within Remember then how I loved you, And fought to make you smile. I strove to kindle the spark anew That sputtered after a while Because love is oxygen to a flame. […]