Blackened Poems - Poems about Blackened

...Lovely enchantress of cyberspace Betwixt and between us lies an immense untraversable realm of never knowable forbidding possibilities quixotic, rhapsodic, sympathetic, telepathic..., where ta......Read the rest...

...How do you find this place? Do you find it with greatness? Do you find it with peace? Do you find it with proportion? Do you find it with the least? Do you find it with wanting? Do you find i......Read the rest...

...“As you live deeper in the heart, the mirror gets clearer and cleaner” ~ Rumi what does it mean to live in the heart the centre wherefrom soft stirrings of love arise our han......Read the rest...

...Last winter I refilled my blackened quill with a dose of your sensual sonnets, allowing your soothing voice to be the maestro~ reawakening a cathartic infatuation, whilst drunk on sy......Read the rest...

...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the p......Read the rest...

... demons … the beasts love feasts upon tended like sheep by character and good intention their devious vigor comes in their knowledge of the souls they badger and vex for that blood is of on......Read the rest...

...there’s a lady dressed in rags and robes she’s slowly skulking by the stones of names and dates and faded mark as mist and crows guide through the dark she’s looking for her grave a single bel......Read the rest...

...Nineveh * *Deep I have fallen eyelids leaden with sleep just a hole to crawl in and rest my feet * drifting into a slumber * Brief moments under ......Read the rest...

...Late afternoon missions; Rose pearl white fluffy puffy clouds; Floating scrolling along the horizon; Mix midnight Stars yet not shine; For the Sun is lit and the stars behind; But onc......Read the rest...

...In your temple, you rewrite me with glass letters, infinitely breaking me, And I pronounce the mantra of forgiveness, like a saint in the agony of purifying ecstasy. Her voice vibrated, a flame in ......Read the rest...

...The anatomy of a poet’s heart ebbs and flows~ sometimes like the swirling ocean, fluent in idyllic idioms and mystical metaphors, woven from aesthetic elements of nature, for inspi......Read the rest...

...Perpetual pain palliated by loving hands ever lingering under bandaged wounds; fetted rot tucked under perfumed blanket. Covered is the massing doubt, ever growing, Smothered; thoughts transient ......Read the rest...

...Looking through the eye of our soul, thoughts rested, emotions distilled, as we go about our life role, by God’s grace, voids within are filled. Truth of existence becomes clear, looking throu......Read the rest...

...Thundering roar turns into scream as it simply can give no more push it on a little more as every bit of thrill obtained in release it drops off as the scream quickly fades and the poundin......Read the rest...

...Tambourine tears fall with such grace They actually make music on my face A festival of salt on blackened skin Pickled smile teasing the audience again Bitterness is an acquired fruit After fast......Read the rest...