
samantha-greenwood
I always hate the "Bio" part of these things, because I never know what to say, I mean do I "sell myself here", or just be open and honest?! / / I have written poetry on and off now for a few years now, a lot of my earlier work is a collection of emotions and feelings that I was experiencing at the time, and do harp back to on occasions! / / Feel free to make your own minds up about my work! / / Peace and Good Health to you all. / / Samantha
Curse those shadows, the beasts within
Their ****** hands grasp my skin
Reach for my neck, to plunge inside
Why won't they leave me alone?
There is nowhere to hide
The laughter I hear inside my head
Their thoughts pounding me stone dead
Beads of sweat drip down my face
The slaves of mercy know no trace
I bury myself in a man made tomb
Wanting to escape this terrible doom
The fate that awaits us all
The beasts are waiting silently
Ready for your fall
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 2:01 PM UTC
Try and hide, see what you find
Living amongst shadows
Stripped of the light
Place one hand on the wall
Try to install
The sensation alone
Sea salt mixes with my skin
Over to purify within
Grant my very soul
Out of control
And lead me to temptation
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 1:57 PM UTC
Half a face, half a mask
I wander through the corridor
After dark.
The glass cuts and embeds in
My feet, I tiptoe carefully not to
Awaken the guardian from his slumber.
I hear his heavy breathing
Become a part of the core;
The low rumbling devours my soul.
Through a crack in the curtain;
A slice hits my face, of brilliant
White light which cuts like a knife.
It pierces my eyes, it pierces my skin
And shakes the very heart of my existence.
I know the end is near, no panic
Now, no fear; for morning has arrived all too soon.
One final look, one last breath
My body like the sands of time
Is but dust on the breeze.
The door at the end of the corridor slowly shuts firm, never to
Be opened.....
By mortal hands.
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
Judging, watching, they wait for me to fall.
To stumble ; can’t wait to laugh at me ; they foresee it all.
They are cold and devoid of warmth:
“Look at us! ” they cry: "we are so much better than you"
"Who do you think you are anyway?!", "why so blue"?!
They look down their noses at me; “Pah we don’t care about you"! We are too concerned about ourselves……
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC
For in the dark foreboding night
Take a glance, one last sight
Of scattered dreams that pass on by
Like salmon clouds which float on high
From ancient grudge of bitter rose
There is scarce enough time to suppose
To reek the victories which once were new
Of bitter fray and hour of hue
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 9:24 AM UTC
The Fire Light dances in your Eyes,
Like a moth to the Light,
I seek shelter to be at one.
To looks inside, see your Soul
Eternal, the Bonds to Bind
My Heart to Yours
I seek Salvation, Union
For our Power is too great
Indestructible
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 9:05 AM UTC
Build me a fire which burns through the night,
the flickering flames engulf me with light,
strip through the silence,
slice through the pain,
grow wings to escape an existence mundane.
The wind which blows, sweeps over you,
brings you closer into view.
The four stone walls that surround my soul,
crumble and fade: out of control.
The Lady of Fate takes her time,
and soon our souls will entwine.
The day will come,
when two hears become one
For I am the Moon....
And you are the Sun
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
Half a face, a scattered line
Half a breath, a fragment
A sign.
Whisperings laid bare,
Tumbling, coiled, kiss the air.
Colours bounce off the soul,
Etchings carved, steady, control.
Swimming in a sea of blue,
Caress the senses, distort the view.
Plunge deeper into the heat,
Release the tension,
Crush, defeat.
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC
I made a deal with the darkness,
escaped from the light,
had my wings cut, severed in full flight.
Statically I exist alone,
the cogs of time turn slowly,
bite to the bone.
Deep yearning inside,
to shake my foundations,
tectonic plates, landslide
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 8:29 AM UTC
Fire light so bright, so stark,
burning a hole through the dark.
Twisted souls held together in subliminal form,
shaking like branches,
tattered and torn.
Crimson blood smeared on my skin,
the war -cry I face within.
Cut open my heart and you will see,
thorny branches coiled,
Black Infinity.....
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 8:16 AM UTC