Freestyle Poetry

The gentle keys, that swivel around our tone. The softest touch of melodious play, riveting through these finger tips. A tickling feel, down the ends of your light. An exploring step, through the sounds, you've never felt before.

Freestyle Poetry

These eyes despise what the heart cannot feel the enemy lies within our greed in the truth we perceive whatever life may be in sorrow we see the truth of destiny with anguish and courage strike cowards in anxiety with fear we lead in the night's succession only to find the root of half ended apologies

Freestyle Poetry

Treasures of the heart align themselves with the tendons of the bare. When stolen from your grasp They leave behind a tremourous ache. Clutches of care emerse their heat in the spaces between your finger tips and when they are snatched leave behind iciest of flakes. The moistures of faith embrace the streaks on your...

Freestyle Poetry #8

Felt a bit poetic thought i'd let the natural freestyle flow out again. No thinking no revision just free styled one go poetry. Enjoy !  * What are we- to be defined. constrained contained in these ruthless worldly binds. Who are we? to not rebel. To walk along with their heavenly spell. Where have we...

Freestyle Poetry

a poem for the ones in struggle fighting for their peace. Run through the hardships and let your lives be free because even when trouble catches up may your hearts content keep you moving on. * In these gentle arms i rest, the breeze that touches silver sweat. Security is a slumber mess, but in...

A Special Bond

Inspiration comes in all shapes and sizes. Through a blazing storm on a rainy day or a sizzling summer sun. It is through these small moments we are lead to create works of art we use to represent our emotions. Inspired from moments we tend to live for moments but we seem to forget what...

Freestyle Poetry #5

So I havent posted in a while, just felt a bit creative and thought I should pop in and post something unnamed. sticking to schedule there should be a new Survival on monday and a new poem next week. For now Enjoy ! There is no resting for the free. the wicked roam, and feast...

Freestyle Poetry #5

Sooooo I seem to be fascinated with medieval themes too much lately here's another piece oozed out of this fascination. Image: Knight by Chevsy * In the ever expanding dawns, of history. The gaze of many, has fallen unto me. I ride a captive. In my heart's own creed, changing sights in towns unknown. They know...

Freestyle Poetry #4

A sort of simple poem I came up with a while ago, decided I should let it see some light. Image: Echoes by laurengary The echoes they lead, to the tinkling in head. The silence in the noise, the mystery in their voice. an eternity flawed with, poise. They sound the bells, call out from hell....

Freestyle Poetry #3

Can't really decide what the inspiration for this is or why I even wrote it, but i guess my muse has a thing for this sort of poetry. Featured image: Red by Jon Gibbons A reckoning comes with the dire sun. no eyes shall see the closing thump. the rivers flow, and thunders come. fall to...