Well, here's some poems I've written here and then and whenever I experience something that kicks my writing mind into gear.
Feel free to comment on them, they don't have titles or anything.
My love is like a secret admirer,
Whose shadow lay outlined by a starlit aura,
Conducing me with the attributes of an inspirer,
Beauty outmatching the fragrance of Flora*.

Glowing gaze as warm as sunrise,
Abysmal figure condoning lust,
Unfathomable tales in amber eyes,
Passion uncovered in gestures of trust.

Teardrops falling like azure petals,
For heartbroken efforts of endless embrace,
Reflections of pastimes, shining like metals,
Remembrance of lost love, travelled in lace.

*Greek Goddess of Flowers


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In the midnight heaven's burning,
I stand amongst you gently yearning,
Reaching out for one loving embrace,
Only to be passed by your alluring grace.

Love me, do you, I see no remorse,
Asking for me sits Him on His horse,
Blackest of gauntlets holding his grip,
I gasp out for you, don't let me slip...

Slipping into the darkest abysmal sky,
Without love there's no room to fly,
I fall without times advances taking tolls on me,
Without you, it seems like eternity...

Captivated in a spell of wondering lust,
I look for the gift that will give me your trust,
You gaze into me with your starlit eyes,
As I lay down on rose pedals, you watch me die.


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Through the ghoul-guarded gates of slumber,
Past the sanctuary of holy embrace,
I take in my breath of ceaseless number,
Only to have it laid to waste.

Fictional days of childhood memory,
Abounding nights of restless wake,
Falling into a nightmare of a withered century,
Where Death awaits for one single mistake.

High atop His throne of conflagrant flames,
Reigns the judge of life and death,
Controlling the realms of undead claims,
Reaching out his grasp to Seth.

Unwinding pathway to the heavens,
Littered with souls of a lost sermon,
Whispering a name unlawful to neven,
Seeking a kingdom cleansed of these vermin.

Drifting drastically throughout the abyss,
Angelic voices bringing hope to wandering spirits,
Convential palisades sheltering bliss,
Passing through redemption, redeeming your merit.


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This last one I wrote when my brother died.


We lived together, in juxtapose,
Gazing upon one as the other one grows,
Now I cling to what's left in mourning embrace,
Garnishing your sepulchre in abysmal black lace.

I stand empty as I bear witness to your eulogy,
Words can never describe what you meant to me.
Inside my hearts turned into a cold hue of jade,
For what reason have I been given that you had to fade...

And what of the family which is left behind,
Upon what table are they to dine?
Relinquishing you to Him on His throne,
We lay down our hearts for these reasons unknown.

Stinging tears that puncture the soul,
Your leaving has left countless feel null.
What do people name these pains I feel deep inside,
Everyday we spent together I look at with pride...

...straight to the heavens I pray you do glide.


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