Unforgiven Poems

Valley of the unforgiven

Steel in my veins, ash in the sky,
I walk through fire and don’t ask why.
The gods went silent, cold and blind,
So I carve my fate in a world unkind.

Whispers claw through twisted trees,
Luring souls down to their knees.
But I don’t bow, I don’t repent—
Let the cursed wind shred my intent.

Blood on stone, echoes scream,
Shadows feed

the unforgiven

The Unforgiven 

In a town where even the law rests
and thieves do not break out of prison
Oh, this bonny night washing my feet
in the pool in the square where
fish die for lack of oxygen
This is the moment when the unseen
the population appears,
banished as they are to the sewers
eternal darkness.
Ah, the plaza bathed in white moonlight
and they

Maybe It's Too Late

Every event holds a purpose and within it, it's concealed. 
In there, it stays.
 Until perfect timing, it is revealed. 
As it is when something's gone, 
it's value we can't perceive, 
it's only in it's absence do we deeply grieve.
Unwanted apologies with empty promises, 
desperately grasping at ears to hear. 
But insanity can't fool the

The Unforgiven Are Those Who Reside

the unforgiven are those who reside
in the bliss of resentment
decades can pass and yet
they return to the repetitive accusation
the wind at the door
that never changes its tune
the one the garden rejoices in
when it leaves
the one in the furrows of the brain
where expectations run rampant
in possession of self-delusions
this is how existence should be
forgive, forget, and move

Unforgiven

Like a little princess
With magic wand in hand
I skipped passed abusers
With my "forgiven" granted
To you, and to you, and to you
Believing my work of restoration
....finished

Then, here she comes
I saw her plain as day
TRUTH

My "forgiven" releases others
From answering to me
But in the light of TRUTH
Nothing has changed

Like a bramble
Blowing in the Nevada desert
There they roll
No way

Unforgiven

I can't seem to stop dreaming of the scattered bodies that lay along the way
They lost their lives years ago, but still live in me till this day

I can still see their faces, their eyes watch me so
My mind takes me to these places, to torture my troubled soul

And I'm tortured for taking the only

Unforgiven

Why won’t you speak to me?
Can you at least tell me where
my checkered golfing socks are?

I said ‘sorry,’ made a hang-dog face.
You laughed.
Then phoned your mother.

Now the  town knows
about the socks.

Unforgiven

Around a table
far-flung families gather
offer yearly thanks.
I wish I were among them
but still, they don't forgive me.

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Date wrote: 26-October-2021

An Unforgiven Hot Thirsty Soul

You created your thoughts
 your loyalties bumped high price, your thief
 on your head shouldn't matter, non repented
 you're dead 
Spirit soul has risen, yet it doesn't long in heaven
Yet your decaying body sizzles 
In the heat of the night, in Hades Den
you fled the flight passionate schemes 
no longer revelant dreams 
You lie flat

Unforgiven

Move over forgiveness
pardon the disorder
watch as you step
through the mind of a hoarder

Grudges stored
collecting dust
memories carelessly
wrapped in disgust

The air is thick
smelling of spite
intoxicating the space
it threatens to ignite

Silence is pierced
by a venomous tongue
lashing open old wounds
as it spits how they stung

Polluted by hate
the environment reeks
but the smell is controlled
by the secrets it keeps

So excuse the clutter
give plenty of

Unforgiven

Hush,
Listen,
Can you hear,
That purest echo was a mother’s tear,
Ssshhh,
Wait,
Feel the air that swirled,
A tiny soul has left this world.

wM

Unforgiven

I remember the silhouette
From her stares and gestures
How they gracefully slithered
Through minds and seasons
The silk in her demeanor
How it sucked un-weaved roughage
And tilted edges of dispositions
Until moments stood firm
She only had one niddle of hope
With locally done emotional textiles
She could have lived forever 
If only her hands were bare
She could have sewn garments
With royal threads
Quilts

Unforgiven

I was young
But old enough to know better
We were rounded up
Determined to weed out the culprit

I sat quietly and poker faced
Holding my breath and dying inside
I wanted this inquisition
To be over but it dragged on forever

If I could hold on long enough
It would end at a standstill
And eventually be forgotten

I could never imagine
A scenario where

Unforgiven

We’ve walked through the valley of hell
The trail of fear was long
Why do I feel empty
I fear what comes nect
It’s frightening, that I will never be forgivem
So many have died, revenge will be the death of me
I’m now on my own, I cannot be forgiven
I’ve betrayed my brothers, now I walk alone
We where pawns for

Unforgiven

When the day comes that the dead walk the earth,
because hell has had its overfill.

Only then will I consider taking you back,
but I’ll probably deny you still.

I will always love you,
and pray for the best when it comes to the things in your life.

But it would be unbelievably wrong,
for me to stand you by my

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