Every time I try to write a letter I can find a million ways to better The words I place right on the page Paper and ink, a written stage On which I placate my unrevealed self As if this book was a display shelf Bound, wrapped, unexposed, but true The mysteries held in me, … Continue reading After All This Time
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Beyond the fire of heartbreak Where anger cannot be slaked When rage does not consume the pain But ignites, burns, fuels the flame Even Death's kiss, cannot hold sway The offending malefactor, a penance must pay Pay, but not an earthly penalty To trade one's soul for a dying memory The anguished cries will not … Continue reading Vengeance of the Souls
A king's crumb The pauper's pearl ~MG~ Kings, they sit amongst each other, feasting on rum and wine. They eat and drink, mock laymen and slash servants for fun. The kings awake the next morning with bitter hangovers, only to rule the People whose integrity was entirely disregarded merely hours prior. Councillors, they converse with … Continue reading From Kings to Paupers
You enable me to feel What I've been afraid of Yet restrict me from doing What I believe keeps me alive I don't merely mean the blood Pumping through the veins But the vigor that breathes life That reflects both sun and rain There are days I try my best To be kind, to be … Continue reading Balance of Both but Not a Buffet
"Try something new," she had said, responding to the unspoken yearning I'd been having for adventure. What's new? I had wondered, constricted by the limitations of my imagination. And bank account. Try something new... I'd been pondering for months what "new hobby" would satiate my thirst. For months, I dreamed of playing the violin, of … Continue reading Try Something New
You care about all those in your world The souls of innocent boys and girls But what about those who actually make And build your world in the first place? I've wanted to write for days on end But the rage inside me would not bend So I fought hard, as best as I could … Continue reading Mystery
Muscles carve into my bones Like hot, bubbling gelatin Legs are filled with pebbles and stones Dragging calcified iron bars within Shoulders fall with under the weight of the world Dangling arms, weak and insecure I rest my head upon my pillow Looking down at my world below Books and boxes everywhere Memoirs of moments … Continue reading Exhaustion
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 