Poems

Messenger of Peace (I Am) In the storm of discord, I cast my plea,Words like balm, or a calm sea’s breath.I am the whisper where chaos is free. The loudest brawls are just silent death,And I move through shrieks and cries,Smoothing the edges with a gentle heft. When tongues sharpen like knives in the skies,I […]

Night Prowler (I Am) Beneath the moon’s dim glow, in the forgotten alleys, my silhouette weaves through the darkness. A spectral figure wrapped in the gloom, moving fluidly through the quiet despair that clings to these forlorn paths. My footsteps are mere whispers on centuries-old cobblestones, echoing softly through the dread-laden silence. In this space,

Lover of Life (I Am) In the midst of chaos, I sip life’s rare wine,My heart’s a vessel, open to each sun’s design.With every dawn, joy’s burst is fiercely bright,Even shadows yield to moments divine. I revel in laughter, in passion’s sweet scheme,Gratitude flows, a river’s wild dream.With every heartbeat, I grasp at the sky,Letting

Lover’s Phantom (I Am) In a chamber shrouded in silence, where shadows pirouette like specters on the walls, I sketch your presence with a haunting allure. Phantom fingertips trace your form, so tenderly that you could believe it to be real. The scent of our shared breaths hangs heavily in the air, a sinister perfume.

Iron Sentinel (I Am) I stand unyielding as the storms arise,A monument to resilience in despair,Against the shifting tides and searing skies. Each trial thrown is met with calm surprise,In shadows where the weakened tend to scare,I stand unyielding as the storms arise. No tremor shakes this fortress of my guise,For frailty’s whispers never grip

Justice (I Am) Justice’s flame roars,Silencing the deceitful–Falsehoods, your time’s up. Truth’s blade, sharp and bright,Cuts through the veils of pretense–Unseen wounds, revealed. Voices rise like storms,Tyrants quake in their own lies–Silenced by the bold. Echoes of injustice,Quashed beneath the weight of truth–Let the masses see. Chained by false decree,My voice becomes a thunder–Liberation’s call.

I Am the Mind Beast (I Am) In the winding recesses of human consciousness, an unseen specter prowls. It’s a monstrosity birthed from dread, its guttural growls permeating the inky abyss with a chilling resonance. Its tormented wails echo through the ebony canvas of eternal night, a macabre requiem to the dreams that perish in

I am I Am I am (Prose) (I Am)Part 1: The First Panic AttackI can still remember it like it was yesterday, even though years have passed since that first panic attack. It started as a normal day, nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to hint at the storm that was about to hit. I

Harbinger of Joy (I Am) In the murk of our discontent, I’m the joker at the helm,Flashing a grin so wide, it could light the grim domain.With each beam I dispatch, the shadows retreat,A harbinger of chuckles, where gloom and laughter meet. My smile, a torchbearer through the thick fog of drear,Splits the gloom asunder,

Horizon Seeker (I Am) I pierce the veil where darkened dreams entwine,A restless spirit casting shadows wide,Beyond the edge where morose fears align,I chase the ghosts where fickle truths reside. In corridors of doubt, I take my stride,And greet the void with brazen, burning eyes,For in the chasms where the fallen hide,I carve new ways