Creative writing, poetic and descriptive pieces. Occasional short story.
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
I exist in whatever world I make One I could create A world from which I need not escape For it expands only to embrace A world where I don't discriminate Merely give what I will take A world that's real, where nothing is fake Where there's no "lose or save face" They coin it … Continue reading My World
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
My dearest darling, For the longest time I have kept you sheltered and kept you protected. I have hidden you in the crevices deep below the depths, beyond where even I myself dare not reach. But I have listened to the echoes within the silence, riveting from your soul and out of my hands. I … Continue reading Greatness
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
They won't know where you've been Nor where you've going All they know is... Where you are. ~Anon~ Judge all you want What I say or do For you know nothing of what I've gone through Who I've been What I've seen To get to where I am I've done what I can I'm a … Continue reading Reality
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 