Best Pleads Poems

“For in your light I dream, as evening takes my hand”

Silently I find my thoughts illumined by your beauty
In soft shimmers of dancing silhouettes
and patterns...

Read more of this work...

*Note 
I had to bring this one back, though I've been posting mostly new writes here that PS hasn't seen before. This poem has been...

Read more of this work...

(For My Younger Self)



You have forgotten your muse.
You neglected her, in the hustle and bustle
of city life, in trying to carve a niche,
driving yourself too...

Read more of this work...

Love is a silent emotion,
invisible to open eyes.
But, I saw the naked soul
of her enigma - 
        ...

Read more of this work...

A wilted violet bows its pretty purple head,
Like me it has no energy as sorrow pleads.
My love, once so pure and vibrant now is dead.
My...

Read more of this work...

Insanity or Death

Life begins with insanity~~
~Your soul is kicking and screaming, 

Ready to exit with the touch of human hands.
Insanity rides on a gallant stallion...

Read more of this work...

Butterfly Landings 



It’s a precarious perch
High by a skydive
In such a leap of faith
A leap of love
Circumnavigates these boots of Earth
Fellow to the stratospheres
These butterfly...

Read more of this work...

Love is a silent emotion,
invisible to open eyes.

But, I saw the naked soul
of her enigma - my universal truth.
A pristine state of perfection.
As her 'silence'...

Read more of this work...

  sperantza voi chi entrate qui.
"Abandon all hope ye who enter here"

A story I must tell about an angel who fell.
One of the deadly...

Read more of this work...

The Old Dark House

This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is...

Read more of this work...

Come and see the tiny baby,
sleeping on a bed of straw.
The angels came and sang His praises,
and shepherds watched in silent awe.

Come and see who's...

Read more of this work...

I am a lady
In a white dress
My desire only to be softly caressed
So I take my paint brush, and delinquently paint
My face that pleads let...

Read more of this work...

A new day, a new world, a new tomorrow

Shades of painted corners
face these inward fears
Now drenched in today’s worries,
as flat as the cornerstone of suffering
caught...

Read more of this work...

ASP OF GRIEF

She buries her head upon this asp of grief —
soft with reptilian fangs, hard with poison.
Her covetous husband lies upon the Nile’s reef.
She...

Read more of this work...

THE SOUNDS OF A ROSE

The Red Rose speaks softly
	with velvety smoothness, it beckons me
	come, hear my song of gladness
	as I sing a lullaby

The Yellow Rose...

Read more of this work...