“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
Lost In My Thoughts
The flowers speak for me
With their colors so bright
Lost in my thoughts
I’m only able to write
…
Now, Let Me Go
As my mind would began to race,
And the confusion quickly set in
I knew of only one place,
It was a place I’d often been
…
Until That Day
Until that day,
I was a depressed boy—
An anxious boy—
Beaten down by my own mind
…
Sunflower Of Fire
The sunflower
So bright, so brilliant
Every flaw so apparent
Along with its perfection
…
That Last Night
A night of moonlight, gently it gleams, passing glass panes, and onto the floor.
I sit alone reflecting, thoughts of melancholy aching
…
Tears & Blood
I lashed out, enraged at the passion,
that same passion, whose refusal now shunned,
just to laugh at my cold heart in silence,
…
The Return
The days shadows grew long
The perfect dream was evermore
My tears fell like the softest rain
Returning a soul from its hellish war
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