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1.7k · Aug 2018
Avery Nightshade Aug 2018
Her eyes, saw the stars
Her hand, held the cards
Her mind, learnt the properties
Her mouth, spoke the words
Her feet, swept the ground
Her nose, smelt the incense
Her skin, the dim warmth of candles
She left the ground,
searching for stars,
and fell back to the flames,
eating her up.
1.2k · Aug 2018
Avery Nightshade Aug 2018
Dark as the night,
and eyes that can ****,
bright as the day,
but cutting like ice,
a lift of the lips,
and ice in her drink,
she sits at the head,
with her sapphire dress,
Heels like icicles,
sharp and deadly.

The glint in his eyes,
and the ****** in his laugh,
unknown, but sharp,
like a snowman that has learnt to laugh,
as pure as a diamond,
without physical imperfections,
smooth as glass,
and just as jagged.

It’s the sky when it snows,
the water in the lake,
when all else has gone away,
The colour of his fingers,
frozen in the cold,
and the promise of spring,
hidden under the coat of snow,
Along with his body,
frozen in the lake,
hidden under the sheets of ice.
This the colour of winter,
trickery and lies.

And the demon that hides in the eyes.
1.1k · Mar 2018
Why do they draw lines?
Avery Nightshade Mar 2018
Everyone can cry,
Everyone can lie,
Everyone can be what they want,
When they want.
Why do people draw lines,
Why can’t the lines by blurred?
Why can’t boys like pink?
Why can’t girls have tattoos?
Why do girls have to like boys,
and boys like girls?
Is there something wrong with this?
About boys wanting to be girls,
and girls boys?
Because they were born in the wrong body?
Why must people draw lines?
For other people?
902 · Mar 23
Climbing, like a ****,
Spreading all over the world.
Covering everything in sight.
Hiding the light.
Indiscriminate and severe.

the politicians,
are slow to act,
Australia is suffering blow after blow.
The virus,
shouldn’t be taken lightly.
And my anxiety,
keeps rising.
I feel the choking vines,
as they wrap around me.
It tickles my throat,
and I feel sick to my feet.

I can’t think, can’t breathe.
The virus hasn’t touched me,
but the impacts surround me.
Normal life,
My whole life,
is a repetitive process.
But now,
libraries are closing,
cafés are closing.
And the feeling of wrongness,
Is swallowing me up.
I want to throw up.
I want to stay inside.
I don’t want to overreact but this feeling keeps growing,
faster than the weeds that I pull out around me.
I feel forgotten,
hidden from view,
beneath the weeds
and the vines.
Sick to my soul,
but not to my lungs.
I’m not usually very anxious, but at the moment I find it hard to concentrate, and I feel sick, but only internally.
711 · Dec 2017
Two Sides to Every Story
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
I don’t change,
I grow up
I don’t give up,
I’m beaten down,

There’s two sides to every story
There’s two sides to every face
People think i’m happy cause I smile,
You know I’m barely holding it up

They don’t know me
You don’t know me
You don’t know when I’ll lose it
They won’t know why I lost it

They’ll say she was such a happy girl
Maybe I grew up
You’ll say we read their poems, they were depressed.
Maybe I was beaten down.

I’ll stand strong,
I’ll stand tall,
They won’t beat me down anymore,
I’m not the little girl they knew
663 · Mar 2018
Avery Nightshade Mar 2018
The clouds,
are gone,
yet still,
it rains.
634 · Dec 2017
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
In a moment of peace,
I glance at the black, night sky and crash,
a sobbing mess on the still ground.
why can’t he be mine?

He stands, facing away.
I blush as he glances at me.
Is it too much to ask,
that he likes me too?

My eyes twinkle as I think of him,
I sit in silence
scribbling poems, scribbling songs,
scribbling he won’t ever be mine.

He is my balloon, he is my kite.
He makes me soar,
shame he doesn’t even notice,
Notice that I like him.

I see him kiss a girl,
My world shatters.
My eyes blur.
And I wipe my face.

A look around, and I see a boy with a blushing face.
I will never know what happens in his brain.
I go up to him. Don’t make the same mistakes.
I whisper, don’t make my mistakes.
BTW this was my entry piece for Hello Poetry
558 · Aug 2018
Avery Nightshade Aug 2018
The colour of her lips,
as dark as a rose,
As bright as her dress,
and her daggerlike heels,
The wine in the bottle,
that drips into her glass,
The colour of a sunset,
Bright and foreboding,
The flush of her cheeks,
still tipsy from her drink.

The flower,
pinned to his jacket,
The tie around his neck,
the colour of his hands,
clasping the ones of the girl beside him,
with the bright strawberry dress,
champagne glass in hand,
the liquid spilling over.

That night,
it was their blood,
that was shared,
the white become stained,
like the dagger from his hand,
the mark on his arm,
from the girl,
with the blood stained teeth,
and rabid look in her eye.

It was this night, that the death toll rang high.
526 · Dec 2017
His Eyes
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
In his eyes
a sparkle shines brightly.
He doesn’t know,
He doesn’t know that I like him.

A joke on the tip of his tongue,
laughter always on his face,
trickier than Loki,
more worthy than Thor.

Would he find it funny,
If  I had said that he had said hi and shot,
an arrow to my heart,
and then one to my knee?

I don’t think he would like me anyway,
What would he do if I said that I liked him?
Would he laugh and walk away?
Or if he told me, would I believe him or think it’s a joke?

A funny boy like him?
Like a weird, crazy person like me?
I’ll have to find out...
363 · Dec 2017
Crimson Killing
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Crimson blood,
Stains her fingers,
Her knife,
From the body,
Of an innocent man,

Crimson blood,
Drains from his body,
His life, pouring out,
From a man with family,
All for his is money,

Crimson blood,
Stains his shirt,
Here it pours from his wound,
Police sirens can be heard,
Right before he shuts his eyes,
Might be able to upload a few this week, but if you look in the bio, i’m gonna be at mums, which means I won’t be able to upload poems, sorry guys!
359 · Jan 2018
Avery Nightshade Jan 2018
Music isn’t just a sound,
It’s your life,
strung out,
In a beautiful song,
A melody of ups and downs,
a beat of your heart
355 · May 2018
Old Fashioned
Avery Nightshade May 2018
Steady click of the typewriter,
Quiet hum of the fan,
Radio playing pop,
A plant in the corner.
Call me weird,
This is who I am
349 · Dec 2017
Society’s Misgivings
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
I scream but you can’t hear me,
I shout but you don’t listen,
I talk but you don’t understand,
I weep, but you can’t see me.
It’s the way of society.
282 · Dec 2017
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
It’s eerie in the forest,
It calls me,
it always has,

Birds can be heard far off,
they know me,
I come whenever I can,

I think i’m going crazy,
it’s not like a forest can call someone,
can it?

Maybe it’s not the forest,
that calls me, it’s more of a pull,
guiding me to where I’m happy.

I speak for the trees,
I will defend the trees,
that make up the forest I call home,

I’m unwanted in my life,
the forest needs me,
and I need the forest.

The forest is my home,
I will not let anyone harm it.
It is a sanctuary,

Not just for me,
but a whole collage of creatures,
The forest will not fall.
231 · Dec 2017
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Life and death,
Inextricably linked,
A circle of life,
A pyramid of survival,
A cycle forever in action.
Life, death, forever intertwined
A circle unbreaking,
Dead, stay dead,
Lives wasted.
A circle unchanging,
A circle forever cycling.
222 · Mar 2018
Avery Nightshade Mar 2018
Bare feet,
Daisy chains,
Walk in the creek,
Sleep in the trees,
I am free
220 · Jul 2018
Lady Disdain
Avery Nightshade Jul 2018
Her name is Lady Disdain,
Her partner is the great Signior Montanto,
Equally matched in their skill of daggers,
Quicker than a horse,
Sharper than a double-edged sword,
They charge at each other,
And he falls,
Torn up,
By the dagger of words.
Based off Lady Beatrice and Signior Benedict from Much Ado About Nothing (which I had to read for school)
197 · Dec 2017
Flood Waters
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Salt tears,
Make up an ocean.
When the tears run dry,
The ocean will empty,
An overflow,
of collected tears floods out,
It washes everyone out,
Makes people keep their distance,
Except those that try to rescue you,
and others,
from the floodwaters.
196 · Dec 2017
Walls of Emotion
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
People say I build walls to keep people out
I say I build them up to see who cares,
cares enough to break them down.
They just tsk and go with their opinions.

It doesn’t matter, when that’s what everyone believes
You say I don’t care?
Do you see me cower?
Do you see me cry?

You’d be surprised with what you find,
if you broke down my walls,
I don’t like emotions,
they break you, tear you apart.

They promise you won’t cry
They make you keep your hope up
Only to take it away.
My walls keep me safe

They keep me safe from people,
From emotions,
I am neutral, I continue life
I ignore everything but my music.

My only comfort in a walled mind.
I can be whatever I want
It’s not like anyone cares anyway
Will you break down my walls?
I think this is my fav
190 · Aug 2018
With me
Avery Nightshade Aug 2018
Put your hand in mine,
sing out of tune with me,
scream at the world,
laugh with tears in our eyes,
182 · Oct 2018
Avery Nightshade Oct 2018
He sits, starring down,
A tear slips out,
From a crack in his swollen eye.
“You let your wife hit you? You’re such a wuss, I would’ve...”
He stands on the edge.
Close to falling.
“Sweetie, I’m so sorry,
It won’t happen again.”
She lied, and took their daughter.
He jumps, into the arms of water.
Anyone can be a victim of domestic violence.
173 · Dec 2017
Far Away
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Bye is the last thing I say to her,
I won’t see her for several weeks,
she’s basically my only friend

I guess we can message,
and talk still,
but it will be hard,

She’ll be far away,
but she’ll be in my heart I guess?
It gives me memories,

I won’t see her for ages,
It makes me see,
how valuable our friendship is.

I bet she’s having fun in the snow,
while I swelter in the heat,
She ditched me,

She chose a holiday,
over me,
But I can’t wait for her to get back,

She might have made some friends,
but if she chooses them over me,
several people will end up broken,

Especially if they upset my friend,
i’ve never seen her cry,
but i’ll support her no matter what.
My bff is on this huge trip in Europe and i’m stuck in Australi
169 · Dec 2017
Better Off
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
You said you’d listen,
But I have words better unsaid,
You said you’d save me,
But I’m better off dead.
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
You hate when people see you cry,
You want to seem strong,
because you don’t need their pity,
but, at the same time, you want them to know your pain.

I understand, what do you think i’ve been doing all year?
You don’t know if it’s killing you,
or making you stronger.
Your falling, you don’t know what to do.

You liked him a lot, didn’t you?
he’ll never know what he missed.
You mightn’t be the prettiest one there,
but at least you have more heart than beauty.

You of all people should already know,
pretty words aren’t always true,
and true words aren’t always pretty.
You’re like me.

I think you’ve been strong long enough,
Let them see how hurt you are,
and then turn to stone
because you never needed them

You just wanted him by your side,
At your worst, cheering you up,
At your best, cheering you on,
And most importantly to catch you when you fall.

I guess there are somethings,
that cannot be,
Don’t try harder it’s not worth it,
If anything just become stone.

That way you can’t be broken anymore.
161 · May 2018
To the extent of power
Avery Nightshade May 2018
To be the person we could be,
we must die before we live
Avery Nightshade Apr 2018
I am like glass,
I sparkle in moon and sun,
But when I shatter,
I cause pain to those around me
152 · Nov 2018
Avery Nightshade Nov 2018
Skip among the stones in the creek,
Climb the trees around,
Reaching higher, further,
Rope pulling back.
Like a leash,
High fence, no gate, no escape.
148 · Dec 2017
Shattered by Society
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Once there was a little girl,
she believed she could be anything she wanted to be.
A princess, a fairy, you name it.
But then she grew up,
One by one, her friends left her,
One by one, her loved ones died.
Her dreams shattered by society.
She stopped believing,
stopped seeing the beauty in the world.
And slowly,
She disappeared.
129 · Jan 2018
Stone Being
Avery Nightshade Jan 2018
Words can’t touch me,
Pain can’t feel me,
Emptiness is all I know.
A drop of rain,
A sleepless night,
It doesn’t matter,
My soulless life.
126 · Dec 2017
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Red Queens and White Queens,
Battle for the throne,
The lion and the unicorn,
Strong, fierce, feared,
Innocent, kind, loved,
A red rose and a white rose,
Same, but different,
Similar but diverse,
Queens battling for the throne,
A heroine against the feared Jabberwocky,
A rabbit and a hole,
A blue caterpillar,
Talking flowers,
The Vorpal sword,
A crown,
Alighting the head,
Of the Queen.
126 · Dec 2017
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Unseen and haunting,
Drawing people in.
The music reaches crescendo,
And then,
it stops,
and the audience is overwhelmed,
by the power of music,
Waiting to find how the story ends.
this is the last poem I’ll do for about 3 weeks
124 · Feb 2018
Gingerbread House
Avery Nightshade Feb 2018
Chopping wood,
Moon rises,
Follow the breadcrumbs,
Follow them home.
Gone, the birds laugh.
Follow one,
Follow one to safety?
Gingerbread house, food.
Anyone home?
Old woman beckons,
Locked in cage,
122 · Jan 2019
Avery Nightshade Jan 2019
Drawn in,
like a moth to the light,
deep, murky pools for eyes,
teeth sharp, in a permanent grin,
delicate movements, pulling her prey in,
revealing her true face,
just before she tears them apart.
Based off Anglerfish i guess?
122 · Dec 2017
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Shadows lurk around every corner,
a bogeyman in each mind,
a tear escapes an old gloomy man,
A clown dances in the sewer.

Fear is the driver of many people.
It could be anything,
a scary drunkard, or clown,
or the old creepy lady next door.

You can’t always let fear be in control,
Take over the steering wheel,
mess up your life with overconfidence.
You see, we need fear to keep us reigned sometimes.

Fear, fear is in control,
it’s thick, black smoky tendrils pull us down,
wrapping around us, almost like chains,
Fear eats us up, some say butterfly’s fly in our stomach,
It’s fear, it always has been.
120 · Mar 2018
Avery Nightshade Mar 2018
Mirage’s show,
what we want,
I see black,
I see a forest,
I see snow,
I see a cabin,
I see a creek.

I see a mirage.
116 · Nov 2018
We all fall down
Avery Nightshade Nov 2018
Ashes, Ashes,
Fire rising up,
The children are all burning,
and now they’re all burnt up,
their feet are scalding,
and their voices rasping,
as they dance, their dance,
of Death.
Kinda black plague theme.
115 · Mar 2018
Avery Nightshade Mar 2018
A life,
Of pain and sorrow,
A light,
As bright as the sun,
A river of tears and failures,
A sky,
Of freedom and adventure,
The two will never meet
113 · Mar 2018
Avery Nightshade Mar 2018
                                         isn’t always a place,
It can be,
                 A friend,
                             A possession,
                                               A place of no shelter,
                                                                                  A heart of stone,
                                                                                              needs no home,
        merely a house,
                                              to exist in.
108 · Nov 2019
Avery Nightshade Nov 2019
Oh, Icarus,
How lucky are you,
Your wings,
Lifted you high,
Allowed you to escape,
But you flew to close to the sun.
Your wings which saved you,
Also caused your death.

I won’t make the same mistake.
108 · Dec 2017
Blue Skies
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
The sky,
blue, a light blue.
As blue as a raindrop.
As blue as the reef,
As blue as the tears that spilled from my eyes.
He won’t notice.
He doesn’t know me,
not behind locked doors,
and closed windows.
The white of the sky,
seems to be the most pure thing.
But, it’s grey now.
A looming, smoky grey.
As grey as a shark,
as grey as a stone,
as grey as my soul.
Ignored, and ignoring.
After all, that’s when it rains,
down upon everyone below,
but not everyone is safe as it’s fury.
It’s kinda like me,
unleashing it’s rage on everyone,
except those smart enough to take cover.
I think it’s better to have a clear sky.
Pretending to be alright,
rather than show it.
Even the smallest things can have an impact,
on a brilliant blue sky.
It doesn’t show, until it turns grey.
Until it pours out,
Kinda like me.
108 · Jun 2018
Avery Nightshade Jun 2018
My flag,
is not one of my country,
but of my family.
96 · Dec 2017
Avery Nightshade Dec 2017
Fantasy and Reality,
One is like a drug,
Addictive and compelling,
Always wanted, not always there.
The other is like an ugly truth,
Bold, and grey.
Never wanted, but always there.
89 · Apr 2018
Avery Nightshade Apr 2018
Like a precious stone,
you admired me,
And then you decided to change me,
You found I was not to your liking,
and I was left in the dust
87 · Apr 2018
Cut off
Avery Nightshade Apr 2018
I can’t smile properly anymore,
My laugh is not as heartfelt,
My past mistakes,
Occupy my mind,
My maturity is laughable,
I was so immature,
But I didn’t realise,
I may as well,
Have lived under,
A rock
And often,
I wonder why,
                                                            ­                              I was so cut                      
                                                                ­                         off from the rest of      
                                                        ­                                 the world
84 · Jun 2018
The Passing Of Time
Avery Nightshade Jun 2018
We are snowflakes,
we are stars,
we fade with time,
and are born anew.
80 · Jan 2018
Avery Nightshade Jan 2018
Monsters aren’t fictional,
You find them in your mind,
Behind you.
All monsters are humans,
They come in different ways.
Thieves, bullies, murderers.
After all,
All monsters are humans.
80 · Apr 2018
Lie like I care
Avery Nightshade Apr 2018
I laugh like I care,
I don’t hold back stares,
It’s rumoured that one,
Is enough to ****.

I say I don’t care,
While I laugh,
And when tears spill over.

I’d like to think,
That I’m invincible,
But, you’re not supposed,
To lie.

At least,
Not to yourself.
79 · Aug 2018
Avery Nightshade Aug 2018
As bright as the sun,
as angelic as an angel,
Smile worth a million,
Her eyes the colour of honey,
warm and inviting,
Her dress,
The envy of all,
worth it’s looks.
A laugh as infectious as her smile.

His smile,
can light up someone’s life,
if all they did was see it,
His eyes following the shooting stars,
Sparkles light up his eyes,
and a bubble of laughter in his mouth,
As pure as an angel,
but as handsome as a devil,
and honey dripping from his words,
sticky sweet.

These are the ones,
that trap with sweet lies,
and an innocent smile,
hidden by a layer of brightness,
and eyes with a softness,
that reveals nothing of the darkness within,
They are the wolves in sheeps clothing,
Innocent, until they lung and drag you in,
they might seem great,
with the traits of stars,
and just as bright.

But remember that even the devil was once an angel.
77 · May 2018
Wonderful World
Avery Nightshade May 2018
Such a wonderful world,
where people are killed everyday,
where school shootings aren’t important enough,
where people are discriminated for the colour of their skin,
or who they love.

Such a wonderful world, where everyone is equal.
76 · Mar 2018
Avery Nightshade Mar 2018
The dust clears,
The rubble in view,
The lava settles,
The heat fades,
The choking smoke lifts,
The bodies curled.
This is what’s left of Pompeii
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