Category Archives: Poetry

If an angel fell from heaven And entered moral grasp Would she in her beauty Be to holy for me to clasp Or if a goddess came to see The world she thus blessed Would I be able to look … Continue reading →

{article_content}I sit and I wonder Why my body freezes so Why my heart feels like ice And this hollowness in my soul I look and I wonder About this beauty that I know Why must my mind disobey Why can’t … Continue reading →

A Goddess sits on the throne and waits For the world is not hers She is just a protector, a watcher A granter of wishes A guardian of years. She sits and she wonders Why she cares so The world … Continue reading →

Why does beauty so pure so true have to be so red tinted Love always precedes the pain Isn’t that how it always goes? Why can’t I just reach out to her Caress her heart to sooth my own She … Continue reading →

Asleep my body lays and waits for your gentle touch of life A kiss to wake me from my death A cure away from the knife Alone my soul wanders free No body to hold it down Searching for his … Continue reading →

On the wings of the devil I follow my way home Clawing through darkness, blood, pain, and stone I reach for my emotions through this deadly haze struggling to open my eyes yet too scared to gaze Alone in this … Continue reading →

Angels in all their beauty and perfection Have wings that they never use Gravity has no effect on them so Why was it wings they did choose Perfect yet they still had a choice And the wings were but a … Continue reading →

Here I sit a lonely sinner Lost in a world that could have no winner I walked a path I thought was best Under a bright unholy crest In pain and misery I walk alone For my sins I can … Continue reading →

This shell I built around my heart This protection from the pain To keep the pain of love away By keeping them locked within These armament’s that I built to keep Prying hands and hearts away Now serves it’s desired … Continue reading →

When thinking of love Or thinking about life there is only one thing that causes me strife Time seems to fly when I want it to be slow I think I know the reason for it’s quick flow Time is … Continue reading →