Category: poems

Alchemy

I felt a burning fire Deep within, I could not ignore. Running through me, yearning release I know I have been here before. How will this energy express itself? Negative or positive? Or something completely else? Anger is transformed into passion Mix it up and switch the reaction I used to rage And now I

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Do you believe in ecstasy?

Tell me, do you believe in ecstasy? For most people, it’s just a fantasy. Will it ever find you, ever capture your soul and hold you until you feel rapture? Sliding down slopes of exhilaration til every cell in your body is in exaltation Going beyond happiness, beyond state of bliss Paradise of pleasure and

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I Just Need Some Craziness

Does anyone else in the world feel it as deeply as meIn my heart, in my soul, there’s times when it’s all I seeI ask just one request, and I think I’m well deservedOverqualified, it’s in my eyes, yet I still have so much to learn. Paint myself a pretty face and wrap myself with

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Snake

The snake is coiled in his nest A deep slumber, a peaceful rest. Then suddenly, noises in the air Opens his eyes to see what’s out there Lifts its head to take a peak Coming out of a long retreat. From the boulder it protrudes Extending itself outward and through Slithering slowly along the land

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Secret garden

They meet at the secret garden A luscious lawn of vibrant green Fluffy clouds embellish the sky Hazy feelings, like a dream. Voluptuous and curvaceous She floats to him so gracious There he stands like a soldier Muscles sturdy like a boulder Alluring auras Drawn to each other L e s s e n i

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What is guilt?

Guilt is an angry entity Who hovers over me Like a shadow, dark in the light Disguising itself as the light Holding me to standards so high A measurement that shoots up through the sky Brainwashing me and distorting perception Swinging me around to another direction Crushing my confidence, draining my power Disintegrating my solidity

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haunt me

Everyone’s living with ghosts Everyone’s living with demons They’re all trying to block out the noise of all of the things that they’re feeling. What’s gonna haunt me more? The things I never did, or the things I’ve done? What’s gonna haunt me more? Hiding in shelter, or a life on the run? No one

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