Some of these poems are old,
Odes to another soul's days,
Some remain in their first draft,
Raw and unedited for power's sake
Raw and unedited for power's sake
Soon to be replaced with a second edition
Some are of the darkness while others are hopeful
Content in counter culture to current events
Content in counter culture to current events
Use tale herein told
From an empathetic imagination
From an empathetic imagination
To heal, find hope, or inspiration
Or words for a wound long hidden
May the light of equality radiate
Ending prejudice and bullying
Kaleidoscope Positive
http://www.spreaker.com/user/juton/kaleidascope_positive
Piano heart peddle beat,Hope indirectly crushed under heal,Nearly dead yet patient under the last orchid petal before both linger in the dust,Who will love or fight.
Love:An invisible heart's inaudible scream guillotine,Staring at the sink of destiny,Filled with blood,As tears fall,It all ends tonight...!
Hope,The counter to all disease. Not to unriddle the body but to renew the heart strapped forever beside the mind,Find yourself or deny,Fight or die...
Something in the mirror eludes my soul,Betrayal of sight upon self,
Forgo all hope in the heart split,Accidental slit after a failed attachment,Chivalry died in me that night,As my soul fell behind a mask of pain,Drained by a plague of sorrow
Erode all hope,Just like she did,Love is defined by debt,To the unfathomable over use & torture of my virtue & willingness to fight
Or words for a wound long hidden
May the light of equality radiate
Ending prejudice and bullying
Kaleidoscope Positive
http://www.spreaker.com/user/juton/kaleidascope_positive
Love:An invisible heart's inaudible scream guillotine,Staring at the sink of destiny,Filled with blood,As tears fall,It all ends tonight...!
Hope,The counter to all disease. Not to unriddle the body but to renew the heart strapped forever beside the mind,Find yourself or deny,Fight or die...
Something in the mirror eludes my soul,Betrayal of sight upon self,
Forgo all hope in the heart split,Accidental slit after a failed attachment,Chivalry died in me that night,As my soul fell behind a mask of pain,Drained by a plague of sorrow
Erode all hope,Just like she did,Love is defined by debt,To the unfathomable over use & torture of my virtue & willingness to fight
In earnest anticipation of
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