Moon Pain Poems

I love the end of the day,
when the sun want to climb into bed.
The moon will be rising soon,
showing off it's big bright face.

 

The...

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III
the world fades from my fingertips
like blood oozing from an open wound
the sky is ripped apart and full of thunder
and my eyes are twisted in...

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In the depths of my soul,
Expelling through the cold,
I crave tonight an emo love.

To stare into the abyss in your eyes,
To torture you till you...

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Through shadowed trails, beneath the moon’s cold stare, 
     Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear.
This feathered prize found peace...

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Dance in her fire
with your wicked desire
For the red moon
will be coming soon

In the approaching dawn
Your looks will be gone
You traded forever
for seconds of selfish...

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Bone

Under the moonlight I’m searching for your heart.
Another lost soul I need to rip me apart.
I couldn’t help you escape from out of the dark,
So...

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Yesterday, 
when there was clarity,
I arose resembling 
the flames of sunrise.
Like an articulate artist, 
entranced in nature,
I painted fluorescent hues 
upon her butterfly wings.
Together we...

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In my youth, I was a prisoner of pain,
A soul lost in the fog of melancholy, without comfort.
Gloomy horizons had been my home under a...

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the sun was burning with love for the moon, 
and the moon shone so brightly just for the sun. 
they would ever see each other...

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What is the noise I hear,  
could it be a loud cheer?  
Oh no my dear,  
we must leave and go the...

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Conjuring and challenging my silly, puny solitude…
Enduring and foliage of squalid grief…left me in the nude of the wintertime 
Sometimes, I wander…I wonder…I ponder so...

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I see you everyday
From the halls of the school
In the real world
To the deep recesses of my mind

I see you in the warm embrace of...

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The bright blue sky and white fluffy clouds,
are slipping far away.
The day is coming to a close,
and it is now their bedtime.
Very soon the huge...

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Ode to Pain:
Springing forth and flowing in energetic liquidity. Emotions in motion in chasms far reaching me. 
Of hearts preaching unbalanced in teaching thee. Lessons...

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My garden comes alive at night,
many flowers do not bloom by day.
In the middle of the night, 
my garden is in full swing.
The Blue Bells are...

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