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I worte this for the parents as they could not find a poem to express their words or feeling of lose for their daughter whom passed at age four.
The Flickering Candle.
You touched my life from the day you looked at me, as if your stare saw straight through me,
I held your hand tight in mine and loved you with all I am.
As...
View this entryI can't close my eyes, You're stuck on my mind. I can't fall asleep, You're exactly what I need.
This is feeling's insane, You're all over my brain. It's 2 am , what's happening to...
View this entryyou feed it
you play with it
one day its big
you show it to many people
you love it
it loves you more
you feed it
you play with it
its bigger
you show it to many people
one day it bites
losing control
View this entryHow the mind can make one feel.
Forced fed images flickering in my mind
Too many recollections I just can't rewind
Scenes of the macabre filling with dread
Can't seem to stop what's going on in my head
Let it cease, let the film reel...
View this entryAlexandra’s perfume quells my heart
The union of an unlit heart
My thoughts uneven by the way
The memory of another day
Apple-bloom, shining-appled
Honey-blossom, rainbow-dappled
Red-russet is the sea
Bees scramble with glee
Beauty’s realm covets night
Star-lashed silver-spilt night
Golden-breath soil-tipped
A heart...
View this entryThis is about a broken person that found love. Their significant other went to great lengths to fix them solely through love and care, however when fixed, the once broken lover no longer recieves...
I FELL
but you caught me with your love.
but you cushioned me with your care.
I stood up;
View this entryI love Wilfred Owen's Dulce et decorum est and its searingly powerful depiction of the reality of war. It resonated with me, the futility of war. The recent glorification and politicisation of the armed...
Dulce et decorum est operatus cunctis diebus vitae tuae – with a nod to Wilfred Owen
Bent double, old beggars sit in doorways,
Sanctioned, unable to work, cap in front,
His dog sleeps on the blanket, people...
View this entryi was inspired by thoughts.
No words abled for communication
Her surface warm but her heart unstable
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