Poetry: A River Gone Dry

  A River Gone Dry A crumbling river of red and broken stones found itself flowing through the cracks of an aching heart… A hurting soul of human pain that painted itself upon a heavy chest..… Bits of escaping light attempted to sparkle through the brick wall that seemed to suddenly cement itself, creating a

Dark Poetry: King of Pain

King of Pain …With echoes of the haunted whispering in the breeze, I found myself hanging low, down on my knees, kneeling to a king who held the key to my prison, not allowing me to be free…. In his dark chamber, he sat, ruler of his throne, with a voice louder than thunder and

Poetry: Warrior Angels

  WARRIOR ANGELS We are not broken We are not battered…   Our souls might have shattered, but they will be mended, as each piece is put back together…   We are warriors, our hearts were not broken – they were only conditioned, so that they could grow stronger.   When the desolate fog creeps

Poetry: I Was Lost

  I was lost, but didn’t know it until you found me… I was blind, but didn’t realize it until I looked mercy straight in the face. I was dust in the wind, but didn’t realize it, until I was burned. I was broken… But I didn’t fall into pieces until you held me in

Fallen Angel Poetry: Broken Wings

Broken Wings An angel of repentance with a heart of stone. A heart that was once soft to the touch, now lay dormant, cold as rigid ice. Her long dark flowing hair wrapped around a pale slim body adorned with broken wings torn to shame, which she wore like bad memories. The fallen angel once