m-r-j-graham - Hello Poetry

m-r-j-graham

m-r-j-graham

I don't consider myself an "artist". / I write what I feel. / that's enough for me.

light dark sword feels cry shining requiem feel open guess future felt left band silver night ghosts dirt fallen image expected listen life carved reach hand moment wind raining chain wailing years stumped human hastily children deeds vague suddenly window spread rhythm wet greatsword instantly good broadsword song crushed hands front reap abandoned steely mothers lightning naked knife truth traces bone heavy brave house belonged sign bare roamed forgot images dripped darkness clock glitter moon monsters blurry body cars beacon rain obscured great deserved starts chance stand tied tone brought reached toy silent flying arms fight inmate live lot fathers lanes succumbed landing undeserving terror broke immortal harvest fly ahead raw sellsword matter idle knives called nature buried heart picked mirrors raging turned head helped howling stroke prayer swung breaking grand finding wretched creatures plant boasted flows helping blood changing grave walls face unspeakable sun push