I originally wrote "The Cure" on November 6, 2015. I was thinking of things to write which led me to text a friend who I'd send poems to through the mail. We ended up hashing out ideas and set to work. Now this friend is a friend I've had the pleasure of knowing since middle … Continue reading History of “The Cure”
Category: Beginnings
The After Thoughts
I heard there’s someone new now For a fleeting moment, I was sad Then the thought of past relationships Failed attempts, fluttered on by I began to wonder Is she nice to you? Can she cook like grandma? Does she laugh at your jokes? Has she sung to you? Is she enough? Does she give … Continue reading The After Thoughts
Ravenous
Feed me. The bird always beckoned. Feed me. That'll give me the strength to feed you, too. Feed me, feed me, feed me The only thing ravenous about my hunger, it has to be you. But how can I complete what is so foreign to me? I've never ate the way you have I ache … Continue reading Ravenous
Look Out!
Hey guys. In a while I'll be posting my rebuttal poem I wrote for "In Love With Spider When I'm The Prey." So be on the lookout for that and hopefully you'll like and share it. And please tell people about the blog. I'm trying my best to be committed to this site and it's … Continue reading Look Out!
In Love With Spider When I’m The Prey
Hanging to what it was in the past Wanting this so bad it drives me mad If I could've been warned of how it would end I could've been prepared to revert back again Life without the lust is different to me Life without the sin ain't where I want to be Trust me when … Continue reading In Love With Spider When I’m The Prey
A Gift For The Abyss
Taking a piece off the table Savoring its beauty Was it mine from the beginning Or was it just something that was meant to be left behind Would someone come back for it Never seemed that important I'd be thankful if it were mine Does it perfectly describe my tone Hanging by that one line … Continue reading A Gift For The Abyss
Autumn
The smell is here again I remember it from when I was small All the leaves are dying But it’s beautiful the way they go From shades of reds to oranges to yellows All to leave the branches barren in the snow This must be the season called Fall The winds, they’re a bit colder … Continue reading Autumn
My Poetry
Hey, guys! For those of you who like my work, thank you. I am not typically very open with my poetry, but I am trying to be. I have a ton. I know I have been posting sporadically the last few months and that's because I was working on my last semester of undergraduate. My … Continue reading My Poetry
Time After Time
The lust for experience approaches But knows nothing yet He has not experienced all they had to give So how can he teach me? What is he here for? If his purpose has been defeated Yet there he sits Oblivious Unconcerned Care-free He doesn’t understand His visit doesn’t benefit me So I sit there too … Continue reading Time After Time