Poem – “The Warmth in your Absence” – Modern Romanticism – 5/1/2022

Sifted curtains. Conceal a road,outdoor scenery uncovered,received with fog.Leave a kiss to your entrance,your residence in each room.Sounds of train’s whistlebringing waters of old men’s bagsbeneath eyes, beneath stares.In all I long forremains your breath,a sound in nighttime quiet. Fire in this morning’s sky.A fire in a lover’s heart,wasted in every cry.Lakes dried, lakes being […]

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Poem – “Sun-dressed Lover” – Modern Romanticism – 4/30/2022

Speak in your tongueout for all you belong.Taste that smile under a sun,bending texture to burning bright,a feast for eyes, decor forheaven’s rush, Hell to run.Radiant passion in deep caress, as petals float about your dress.I feel close in one final stepto drown you in my resignationunder your wings, beneath those eyesI fathom as kindest […]

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On Hate – Pt. 1 – “Hatred in Crime” – Philosophy – 4/30/2022

“A concept as hate, as it is a concept, so rare that it belongs to a vendetta, reflects our judgement to it as if all knew each other. Do murderers always know their victims? If so, there would be nothing to fear. Do soldiers come to know their enemies? If so, they’d have less to […]

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Poem – “My Little Lonely” – Modern Romanticism – 4/26/2022

Fatal, in your burialbeneath the stay with me.You wash the stars cleanturning white slates into bleakestreminder of your universe. You walk in the fog.You look for me,bandaging eyes most damagedunder the cloudless skies. Do you bare your woundswith pride or shame?The crimson to the neglectis the connection to bloodline. Leaving your scarsetched in the dirt.You […]

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Poem – “Loving Hell” – Modern Romanticism – 4/26/2022

Out of time. Hellish and confined.The clock stirs, in silenceto the quickening sound of a heartbeatwhile flowers are hurledevery thousand feet. The winds are mild,no one will catch this feverI have been trying to kiss away. One more tick to the placementof a brick, to make this wallsurrounding every color. A garden burned, smotheredwhile time […]

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Poems of War – Poem #1 from “Soil of War, Sea of Grief” – Title: Held, in the Droplets – Modern Romanticism – 4/24/2022

Mothers tosslast remains of comfort,nestled to their sonsnestled in the sun.Some Reaperbrought them to sleep.Somewhere in Hell,the fire yellsthe sounds for the knell,as the funeral burns, to thewalks towards the sea. As all masked facesare singing for lifelessness,in the emotionlessstances, to the stance of the patriotwarring to the war of caught soilin their eyes. As […]

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Poem – “Burial of Blue” – Modern Romanticism – 4/23/2022

Feint. Ingloriousto the thuds of formsagainst the gentle earth.One blooming pair of lipsare rounded in flesh,born to undressone body dressed in black. With all the tears of Neptune,sighing in eternity’s doom.For arms, lovers walkedwithout miles to skip.Under stars, lovers talkedcaught in the moonlight’s anchorthat brought them buriedelsewhere. For toil,above the soil,she carried his heartfar into […]

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Poem – “The Trailing Corpse” – Modern Romanticism – 4/20/2022

I keep buriedall the glass reflections,all the emotions bled, upon a seaof red. Will the earth feel,in its stretch of shadowsfrom trees?I wander in this falling sleep,hoping for another mileto keep me deep. Drag the form throughthe trail. And with sight upona scorning sun againstmy brow, I strangle the words open,“In the shape of what […]

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Poem – “Two Winter Chapters” – Modern Romanticism – 4/20/2022

Two gracesyou burn through.All with the hunger for summer,and with the eyes. The eyesthat see the sun as another tear. Have patience.We will see the sunbefore it setsto the empty pageremaining frozen in your heart. Was summer the other autumn,or the winter without the clovers?Was it the bright sight,or the luck without the drawof cards […]

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Poem – “I only wanted” – Modern Romanticism – 4/20/2022

The moon rises.The sun takes the fallinto the deep sea,the open sore.I can believea sight as you will make mesee the sea, as I breatheyour words. Your lipsopen for sigh with criesfalling as petals from your eyes.A masked emotion, a clown’srehearsed laugh.If you see,I will accept the seafor its open embracein the depth of our […]

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