Best Angstautumn Poems
It began in the innocent spring of life
This of which, never did share
Spent summer of youth
… One in blanket gaze
While, she of long reaching, __ mystic stare
Now stirs autumn winds
Whispers of twice-cried tears
Two stories tell, each welling deep
The chambered nautilus of harbored fear
Maybe forever, shared song of winter’s discontent
Yet strings play on
As purveyed souls, soon greet seasons, never meant
Knives which cut through
the turgid atmosphere
Arrayed on our shelf
like bowling pins in an
alley
Long forgotten quarrels
have left their mark
on the terrain
and on we(ourselves)
The deepening red
of an autumn sun
Pours through my window
like a fox
searching for its prey
The daggers tempt us
We are left
alone with them
Our sorrow runs through
the afternoon
On into the evening
When the light fades
we turn towards the
shining knives
Take hold of one
Slice the night in two!
Lost amidst the crowd of a billion
Lost everything and nowhere to go
I cower in the shadows of darkness
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.
What did I do to get it wrong?
I was an innocent child
And now I lost my innocence too
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.
Seasons come and go
Spring, summer, autumn and winter
Lost the zeal to feel them too
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.
A cigarette in my left and a pen in my right
That is all I have now
And I wish to pass this night al-right
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.
It was in the innocent spring of life, of which, never they shared
While in the summer of youth, each gazed across or simply stared
Now these autumn winds bring whispers of twice cried tears
Of two tales told, each with the worst of harbored fear
Maybe forever their winter's discontent
Yet
Purveyors of souls, take seasons of which, always had meant