Poems

Vessel of Gratitude (I Am) In this vessel of gratitude, I hold my heart’s excess,A banquet of blessings amid life’s weariness.Each day’s a treasure trove, though oft buried in grime,I toast to the surplus, to the excesses of time. The thankless are blind to the wealth of their days,While I sip from abundance, in my […]

Warrior of the Mind (I Am) In the mind’s grand arena, where shadows conspire,I wield intellect’s blade, and will never tire.Through trials and schemes, I claim my fierce right,Obstacles falter before my sharp insight. My spirit’s resolve is a flame in the night,Forever advancing in the heat of the fight.Within the corridor of thought, I

The Whisper of Darkness (I Am) The whisper of darkness, breathing down the neck,A taunting presence, no soul’s been spared the wreck.The shadows laugh low, at your trembling breath,In their dark embrace, even life feels like death. A cold breath dances, on your spine like a wraith,A promise of terror, beyond this world’s safe.It tickles

Vessel of Creativity (I Am) In this world of moldy norms, my mind’s a twisted mine,A vessel of creation, where madness aligns.With imagination’s flare, I sculpt the vile and bright,Casting shadows and light in the darkest of night. Through chaos and through cosmos, my visions entwine,In the dance of absurdity, my thoughts intertwine.My mind’s a

The Whisper That Haunts the Halls of Silence (Prose) (I Am)I am the whisper, the shadowed murmur that slithers through the vacant corridors of your mind, a chilling whisper that brushes against your ear when no one else is near. I am the voice that echoes in the dead of night, a silent threat that

The Weight of Silence (I Am) In quiet’s grip, where shadows hold their reign,The weight of silence crushes all with dread.No voice can pierce the stifling, dark domain,The air itself feels heavy as the dead. Unspoken thoughts in silence intertwine,A crushing silence that will suffocate,In spaces where echoes dare not sound. Each breath is labored,

The Vanishing Flame – Shadows at the Edge of Sight (Prose) (I Am)I am the flicker, the damned light that fades in a cruel game of chance, the moment before your gaze can land upon the horrors that writhe in the darkness behind you. I am the merciless specter of illumination, appearing only to vanish

The Veil of Unreality: I Am the Shadow (Prose) (I Am)In the dim corridors of perception, where the veil between reality and illusion stretches thin, I am the shadow that slithers at the edges of your vision. I am not merely a flicker of darkness; I am the whisper of disquiet that unsettles the fabric

The Unseen Sigh – The Breath That Echoes Through the Void (Prose) (I Am)I am the breath you cannot place, the exhale that lingers in the air, curling around you with a chilling persistence. You turn sharply, but no one is there. You feel the cool draft of an invisible presence, a breath that seems

The Unseen Witness: I Am the Gaze in Your Shadows (Prose) (I Am)I am the gaze that chills your spine, a spectral presence that lurks in the periphery of your vision, never quite within grasp but always just out of sight. It is the insidious feeling that unseen eyes are relentlessly boring into your soul,