My Poems


My poems are like whispers of a Devil, sublime –
too many cynical words with no decent rhyme,
weaving treason against the emptiness within
your wretched life as hollow as an apparent dream.
Each one is like a fang of my virulent thoughts,
with urgings to see through yourself to find the Naught,
dripping poison of frustration into your blood –
my poems are metered for both your brain and the heart.

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8 thoughts on “My Poems

    1. coming from a poet like you, this i shall hold as one of the most precious words ever said to me in appreciation of my poetry. though i know that our paths have never crossed, it seems that you can tell who i am like Rembrandt portrayed a face….

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