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Wednesday, 30 September 2015

POETRY: " YOU ALWAYS TASTED.."

"YOU ALWAYS TASTED.."




"You always tasted of oranges and
Cinnamon."
Breathing heavily
And runningrunningrunning
Through the meadow
Passing by
Black trees and
Pale roses
The mud inside her nails
The dust inside her veins
"You always tasted of oranges and
Cinnamon."

Tuesday, 29 September 2015

POETRY: "SHE WAS A SUPERNOVA"

"SHE WAS A SUPERNOVA"




Her thoughts
Created
Constellations
Of lost empires
And ancient kingdoms.
Every time
She talked of
Paper dreams,

Monday, 28 September 2015

POETRY: " OH, BUT I'M MUCH MORE!"

"OH, BUT I'M MUCH MORE!"



"You can never be her!"
Tasting
Your mouth
With blood and passion
"You will never be her!"
Scratching
Your cheeks
With love and hate
"You would never be her!"

Sunday, 27 September 2015

POETRY: "BOUND NO MORE"


"BOUND NO MORE"



She pledged
In front of the altar
Of love and decay
Never to keep weeds
Wrapped at her feet
Again.

POETRY: "THE GIRL WHO WAITED"



"THE GIRL WHO WAITED"

I dream
Of tempests
Carrying radiant rays
Of purple stars.

Saturday, 26 September 2015

POETRY:"LINGER"



"LINGER"



Eyes
That
Melt
Words
Left
Unspoken
Lips
Unlocked.

This. This is our curse.

Friday, 25 September 2015

POETRY: "MY WEDDING ROSES"

"MY WEDDING ROSES"



My
Wedding
Roses
Have 
Withered