A cold feeling,
Wrapped around my arm.
A locket that sorts
in many degrees.
A mystery turned out to be
a hidden secret.
Gold unlocked,
Soul not found,
Fun beholds a whole new
ground.
To the patient beyond,
A world without eyes,
With only ears and dreamers
with nothing to find.
Lips so fastened,
An aesthetic so profound.
A deep love,
Hidden from the face.
Death confides,
Death provides.
Purgatory cannot be found.
For everyone is not enlisted,
To be so simple and not.
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Poems
Poetry"The universe kissed the stars, who birthed a galaxy of new beginnings." The only way to express beautiful and cynical thoughts is through the delightful invention of simple, and yet complex, poetry. My poems never end, have no defined theme and st...
