Poems

  • Red eyes.

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    And I walk up to you and see those eyes. A reddish tint that paints over white. You will smile and greet and for a brief second ill feel delight. For outside those hours when your eyes revert; the pale red vanishes. Your mood switches, now the gaze is subtitled with the word dissapointed. I…

  • Castle in the attic

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    We’d stay up all night talking about the storage bins in our atticsAnd how each container molded the person we are nowAnd when I pulled down each at random how some were heavy and others lightHow each bared an impact How each carried something traumatic Some good some bad we all have these bins in…

  • My favorite poison is you. (Narrative poem)

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    Torn between two leaves Underneath this poisonous tree Wood decayed Nightshades arrayed We lay underneath free The moisture begins to infiltrate our skin Air breaths thick But we do not leave Instead we bind to the bark how it burns and leaves us scars Addicted to the delicate flowers it blooms Unaware of the death…

  • The game of relationships: self destructive love (Narrative Poem)

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    In a bar or a home an Introduction of strangers sets off// They gaze with wonder// Let’s sit down and plot our own sabotage// Tie a noose over our hopes and dreams// A self destructive love// Sit down and plant the seeds that lead to being bitter enemies// Predict how ruthless we will become// Details…

  • The muffled sounds in the sand (Narrative Poem)

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    Sweet Constance // You tore me up with your laughter // Settling nerves with a whisper // Like a soft tissue easily injured // sprained back leg to soon to heal ignoring advice we ran // that’s when I lost you // Fiery Abella // Formidable with a temper of a yellow star// Knights dared…