Poems

They built the story before the battle,hired the poets ahead of the blood,commissioned the luminous and the goldenversion of the thing done in the mudof the actual, the advance propagandaof the glorious and the righteous and the just,the story of the victory already writtenbefore the men were given to the dust, The glory was the […]

The Moon’s Ancient Tune Beneath the cold and silent moon,Your spirit finds its ancient tune.The night, a shroud of icy breath,Embraces you with chill of death.Yet in this frozen, spectral boon,Your heart begins its eerie croon.When shadows stretch and phantoms swoon,In darkness, where the lost commune,Your essence hums a ghostly rune.The moon, a witness to

The Flame’s ConfessionDevoting my existence to the relentless pursuit of fire’s wrath, I learned to decipher the hushed murmurs it leaves in its smoky aftermath. Each time I stood before the charred remains of a once vibrant structure, I felt an unyielding pull, as if the very essence of destruction beckoned me closer. Years spent

The Hidden Anguish, Beneath Every Step In each creak of the floor, the silence is torn,Echoes of anguish, from hearts bruised and worn.Beneath every step, lies a sorrowful plea,In the shadows of joy, where pain’s shadows flee.Creeping from corners where nightmares have slept,A secret unspoken, by each footstep wept.A whispering wail from the depths of

Sugar’s Symphony Share a cake love in every biteTogether we dance under the nightSugar binds hearts oh so tightIn laughter and joy we reunite Spoons clinking in harmony we findSweetness on tongues feelings unwindNothing compares to moments intertwinedDessert’s the canvas love’s the design With every taste a memory madeIn sweetness our bond will never fadeLet’s

“The Fire That Fades” (Epigram Structure)Verse 1The fire once bright is now so dim,A love that fades at every whim.We whispered truths we couldn’t see,Now all that’s left is what we flee.Verse 2I try to hold you close, but findThe flame has burned away the kind.We loved, we fought, but in the end,The fire fades,

Specters of Despair In shadows they linger,Specters’ whispers echo,Their dread fills the night.Haunted air breathes cold,Soft voices of despair hum,You walk through the chill.Ghostly wails lament,Through darkened, endless corridors,Your courage stands firm.Dark clouds stretch and fold,Their whispers a bitter cold,Yet you burn with fire.In the gloom’s tight grasp,You press forward, spirit bright,Undaunted by fear.Silence breaks

Specters of the Past Among the specters of the past,Your dreams stand firm, forever vast.In haunted halls where shadows crawl,Your visions tower, daring all.Though phantoms mock and darkness sprawl,Your will remains, defying thrall.Among the specters of the past,Your dreams stand firm, forever vast.In cryptic whispers, ghosts deride,Yet dreams of yours refuse to hide.The ancient fears,

She Burns Cleannothing survives her,no wreckage left to sift when she is done,just scorched-bare ground and the trace of her perfume,a man who cannot remember how to run. She pressed against me like summer asphalt,all heat and pressure at the seam,kissed like combustion, like the air caught fire,and I woke up smoke where I had

Song 6: “Smoldering Hearts” Our love was a wildfire, burning brightBut now we’re standing in the dying lightThe heat we had, it’s fading slowAll that’s left is a faint glow We used to burn with every touchNow we’re just embers, not feeling muchWe’re holding on to what’s left insideBut I can feel the love subside