Category: Poetry

The rain patters on the roof, Splatters in the mud outside the window And rushes down the drainpipe In a torrent of heaven’s tears, Cleansing the earth As we sit inside Weeping internally.

The descent into Darkness, Struggling through the fires of Hell, Brimstone filling my senses As demons surround me. Lower and lower into the depths, Agony leeching into my soul As I watch the miserable wretches Tormented and twisted, Their sins reflected a million fold; Breaking bodies and spirits As I remember the Fall: From the […]

Frumosul meu fluture; Mama viselor mele. Musa care dă naștere la poezii și pasiuni. English Translation: My beautiful butterfly; Mother of my dreams. The Muse that gives rise to poems and passions.

I am Grey. Neither Darkness nor Light, I draw strength from each While beholden to neither. I am Grey. Neither Good nor Evil I merely am, amoral Rejecting chains of all. I am Grey. Neither Master nor Servant, I need not others in anyway Save those that choose To walk the singular way. I am […]

The grey skies show not a sliver of dawn and give no visual of hope. Yet the birds still sing.

The birds of the mountain sing in their freedom, unconstrained as they flit from branch to branch, no bars or restraints other than nature’s whims that make it intense and real and true. Their world is not fake or pretty nor safe, but they live and love and sing freely, celebrating every dawn’s treasured light.

From Boardroom to Bedroom; Boxing ring to diamond ring, I fear nothing and will risk everything for what I desire more than breath itself.

Words fail to capture the emotions swirling through me. But no matter what I remain.

The rain is freezing as the wind cuts through the skin, chilling to the bones. Yet I am already frozen in my soul.

Some demons are stronger than man or woman, and must be battled together, else we all fall.