poetry Our Poem: A Gift 12 Jan 2019 You don't even have to appreciate this token of appreciation,Your faked joy is an immeasurable well of warmth I will cherish,I may have my missteps, but I whipped up something…
poetry Our Poem: Mistakes 10 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 I knew the blood that ran inside of my veins would eventually, one day come running back to that simple, crude, smile,Its like she knows my heart is on speed…
poetry Our Poem: Victimized Love 9 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 Tonight I apologize for such a late delay, I just feel thoughtful like some other writers must from time to time. It was caused by my recent encounter with the…
My Personal Favorites… Our Paradox: The Words We Shared 6 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 Tonight My Fellow Readers let's take a mere glance into just what a pitiful mess love can end up becoming. Just imagine how intimate a relationship could or couldn't become…
poetry Our Poem: UnFaultered 6 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 His touch leaves every fiber of humanity behindOnly the holy pieces inside emulate His profound shineAscendant fellows begin to combineGlory For His Name, we shout line after lineSacrificing the truth…
My Personal Favorites… Our Poem: Love’s End 5 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 Tiny pieces held togetherToys of joy been betterNothing lasts foreverFragile as a feather Nothing leftHearts gone deafSacred, honest theft,Stench torn apart deathGrimmm, lax limelightNature's fury bittenForgotten woeLove's End Thanks For…
poetry Our Poem: H3LL0 3 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 Listen for any pugnant voices along your way, Crystallized intelligence guides this innocent gaze, Peering behind the distant digital daze, An desperate attempt to sort out this permanent maze, I…
My Personal Favorites… Our Poem: Fleeting 2 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 I only heard your voice for about two seconds,Every other fabric was lost to your breathtaking smile,How could such a divine creature exist when we are both mortal,Our ancestors probably…
My Personal Favorites… Our Poem: Broken Hope 30 Dec 201812 Jan 2019 I like that face, that's never left my memory,The kisses feel a fresh as any some spring daisy,Touching against my skin, lushly pressing away my resistance thin,Forcing our unison closer…
The Nameless Collective 