When he met me, I was a whisper.
When he left me, I became a scream.
Original Poetry
Triumph in Despair
Original PoetryAnd when despair
strikes us in the very depths
of our being,
until we are
paralysed,
we will revive
and we will heal
and we will triumph.
To Love, Without Loving At All
Original PoetryI loved you more when
I missed you.
I missed you more
than I loved you.
That’s when I knew
this might not be
love at all.
Secrets of the Night
Original PoetryHe was most jealous
of the night
and how it held
all of her secrets.
My Muse
Original PoetryYou’re my muse,
the inspiration for my art.
It all comes from the heart,
because you are the one
who owns it.
Breathe Me
Original PoetryLove is
her blood flowing through his veins,
his oxygen
filling her lungs.
Divinity
Original PoetryOh, darling.
The divinity you possess;
it takes me home.
A Goodbye Nod
Original PoetryThe sign from God
came far too late,
a goodbye nod,
the heartbreak.
Burnt
Original PoetryOur spark transformed into a fire,
and others could only look on in awe
as we lit up the night sky.
But somewhere along the line
we forgot to put it out.
And oh my love, did we get burnt.
Spectres
Original PoetryThe way it moves, so quickly,
untouchable and unstoppable.
A spectre of a dream once admired,
now a memory forcibly forgotten.
With the winter sun glaring down at us
it’s so easy to miss.
But those who are haunted by it
can never escape it.
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