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 Jul 2015 III
poetessa diabolica
Lugging overstuffed baggage,
          packed away midst
       unwritten poetry's carry on
inspired by Soulsuvivor's frozen rose

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1260633/frozen-rose/
i wish
i were as brave as the rain
because
they are not afraid to
fall


©IGMS
when there is no one there to catch them...




they are the strongest, bravest and
saddest things I've known :(

PS:
-the thought "the rain are not afraid to fall" were not from me . :)
 Jul 2015 III
poetessa diabolica
You remind me of the earth,
   like deep burnt umber woodlands
mid downpours' fresh aroma
       & spring's foliage lushly reborn,
twinkling explosive pinpoints
       grazing beyond dark ether,
  sparkles dappling 'pon depths
        of eternal seascapes's nature,
amidst breath of relentless airy winds
    gusting above her majesty's hazes
       beyond purple mountain's apex
and streams of meadows' wildflowers in
  deftly painted horizons after moonbows,
vivid consciousness' uttermost reminisce
   of all things recollected in the long ago
        essence of your memories' presence
 May 2015 III
Chris
Bleeding Alone
 May 2015 III
Chris
-

If I bleed alone,
is it really blood
or is it just words,
droplets of phrases,
splattered feelings
of this love coursing
through my veins for you,
coagulating into meanings
on pale parchment skin
leaving behind
heart shaped scars
that no one
will ever see?
 Apr 2015 III
rained-on parade
Sleeplessness is a lonely kingdom.

I could promise myself discipline with the daylight,
but what if I told you that I lied under the moonlight?
Sinners never sleep,
sinners never sleep.

They lie awake and talk
with the wings of Gabriel.
They don't shut their eyes;
there are stories in the picture houses of their own.
Of lie and deciet.
And guilt and anguish.

They'll never sleep.

They'll howl with the night
and forget why they were meant
to darken their hearts to match the sky.

They'll never glow. They'll never beat.
I'll never sleep. I'll never sleep again.
From a sad pathetic journal entry. 16th April 2015, 1.59a.m.
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