Black is the Color
Through worn and weathered fingers The substance marked by decay Slipping, and flowing in dry and dust-like streams The remnants of something special All that remains of brighter days […]
Through worn and weathered fingers The substance marked by decay Slipping, and flowing in dry and dust-like streams The remnants of something special All that remains of brighter days […]
In the morning, early morning, I rise to a new day Like a soft caterpillar, emerging from its cocoon I peel off the shell of yesterday and crawl out from […]
When I Look into your darkening eyes Your eyes that dim with passing time I see a world, a broken universe, a place that transcends All the pain I know […]
inspired and adapted from Project 86’s “Chimes” I hear a noise from the bell in the tower ringing Summoning all mankind to forsake their sinning To a place where […]
In ominous tones the shadows of dusk fall With a groaning, a moaning, the black trees sway Shadow begets shadow as darkness descends Like a heavy blanket of foreboding woe […]
Drip… drip… drip… Feel the ebb… and… flow… Drip… drip… drip… From the pen… so… slow… Drip… drip… drop… From the table, from the top See the little river sliding […]
We are all so lost. The disjointed matter of our souls doth crack withal And i’ the face of blessed time our marrow spoils and dies I’faith, I do but […]
If I close my eyes, my weary eyes, the world around me falls to quiet. All the pressures and expectations of all the things I need to be seem suddenly […]
Dear readers of destiny, I am pleased to announce a new method of poeticizing! It shall be a competition, of sorts! You can be featured on Rhyme Written In Red […]
A heart so heartless heaving down All of the blisters you have found I asked the man from swollen tides If he would show me other sides And with a […]