“Gales as cold as ice” #poem #poetry #verse

Originally posted on Visionary Poems:
Gales from the kingdom of ice With teeth of iron and talons of brass Maraud rampant through the darkness of night Brutal vandalism despotic indescribable For to inflict…

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Tears building to flow (Lyrics)

Originally posted on Abelia May:
Avoiding my presence Eluding my advance From which questions are you hiding What answers can’t I understand You err in your caution Misbehave in your own right Tangling…

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The cursed lullaby…

 The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading

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The days of freedom…

The days of freedom Yesterday was the first cold days of Winter. I closed the doors and I closed the windows.  I didn’t allowed the air of Winter to freeze the house. I… Continue reading

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Tales from the dark

Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
the nights shift incessantly between the coiled conversation, about semantics of life the arrival and departure of distilled solitude at a point of growling sleep patterns my…

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Gray, Black, Endless – A Landay Poem

Originally posted on The world according to RedCat:
Grey days blend, rain drizzle, limbo hazeTrapped in this lonely mazeMy body yearns for your gaze Black nights reign, empty bed, frozen soulStuck in a…

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The fray- part two- Dreams

The fray- part two- Dreams A Poem by Coyote PoetryBeen dreaming poetry. A poem for the book. The island.      The fray- You… He remembers a warm Summer day, he remembered her. She… Continue reading

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The fray- poem for the book, The Island.

(Fray-1 a : to wear (something, such as an edge of cloth) by or as if by rubbing : fret. b : to separate the threads at the edge of. 2 : strain, irritate … a botched new… Continue reading

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“The Unforgettable”

Originally posted on Poetry of Emotions:
Will we kiss tomorrow, embrace of the flesh, while basking in the glory of who you truly are. . . love. Take my hand, lead me to…

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You don’t love me no-more

You don’t love me no-more….. Tonight she wanted to be beautiful, she shaved her legs and she wore her lace black stocking. She have been feeling lonely and she wanted someone to see… Continue reading

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