Poetry


Sunday’s Poetry Rewind:

Atlas

Seconds

no Words; only Sounds

Trinket for a Melody

Free Drinks For Life

Actor 

White Wine

Hundred Dollar Bread

Grand Summer of ’96

Four Legged Fortune


POETRY IS COOL

New Poems!

Chocolate in your Whiskey

Charles “The Solver” Splints Poetry

The Lovely Couch (#HankSaga Poetry)

Roses are Cats (#HankSaga Poetry)

Lit Pages

Chatter

Dragon’s Breath

no Words; only Sounds

Chirp

80’s Reruns

don’t mock the cat

Sprinkles lives in Room 4

Peaches

Plot Twist

Egg Salad

Salamander

Four Legged Fortune

Sunlight Seeping into Nightmares

Burning Bourbon

Flickering Screen of Immorality

Ninjas vs Cowboys(dreams/work)

Pedestal of Fate

Dead Cockroach

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eager

A poem recently written, a tribute of sorts to the origin of the title story in Blissfire and somewhat of a plot review, so SPOILERS! For anyone that hasn’t read Blissfire yet –

Sedona

Have a look at my poetry collection – Painted Mind By: D.e.e.L

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I can almost hear her

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Dark Materialistic

Wlefter

IMPACT!

 

IMPACT!

A short and sweet poetry collection. Each poem giving different instances into life and how different situations are handled. Cheating, stealing, bears in the woods. Your questions are answered here.

Sweet catalyst of vengeance – By: D.e.e.L

Punk that rocks the earth
shaking the gravel
of each dimension
all the souls calling –
– for their fates
their fates to bring end
infinite demise

are you okay?
i mean it
is there anything i can do?
are you sure?
okay…
screw you!
i’m sorry

there we were
surrounded
abandoned
and rich beyond wealth
until the storm –
– that took it all away
then there was nothing
green was grey
deserved

how can i help you NOW?
you are beyond help
worthless
and laughing?
what is it
that amuses you so?
heh,
hahaha,
love it
with my blackest heart

grab it
hold it
snare it
into your grasp
and suffocate the hate from…
whatever it is
body or reality or soul
or…
dream

remember that brick i once had?
that solid gold
…well…
the storm robbed it from me
took it to its grave
and left me
with meaningless pockets
less of a life worth living

you look at it wrong
all of it
every bit
a lie to yourself
pity, really
that green is your only bright

less tonic to that tonic
as you wish
so now what?
you take a sip
and then?
another
ha,
i like that
i’ve seen the down and dead
i’ve watched the mightiest cry sorrow
trust me for once
sip
then sip again
thrice on the third time
and numb the world away

what if it doesn’t work?
what if the world falls away?
stays there
corrupts me
everyone else
at once
to make pain one
hell one
earth zero
then what?
where do i go?
why?
there is no more reason
says the foolish
here
this one is on me
ha, you wish

i take my final sip
look up at the vacant threat

what?! i ask
nothing responds
the dirt
rock
gold
paperless
all gone silent
each defeated in its own way

i laugh
fall asleep

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the end – D.e.e.L

Posted: January 30, 2014 

where is it you are going?
to the end
what will you do once you get there?
jump, maybe
you do not know?
would you?

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Left in the cold

A poem written in tweets

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