Empath In flames
Biography of Empath In flames
hmmm. what's to tell really,
I've been writting since I can remember.
Words are passion... they express love, anger, excitement, pain etc...
I find poetry to be the magic words to ones soul. You can get alot from a persons style of writing. As though the pen they use, is filled with the blood of the poet.
Please versifier's relent you hearts, come find me & we will will journey into the emotional depths together.
Empath In flames's Works:
None as yet.
Empath In flames Poems
[death Return, Death Be Gone. (William S...
Swiftness Thy foe, amongst in few. Arch thou back, Thee mountain breast. Giveth thy name & call it thou curse… Flame thy existence, Darkest of black.
[a Deadly Dream]
I close my eyes, And await my dreams. To take me to another place, I am nervous.
[3x2=6/3. As Two Becomes One]
As I meditate… I Relinquish my consecration into abyss…. As I tune into my oneself, I double the image of me.
I walk through empty alleys most my life, Running fingertips gently over these icy walls. They whisper stories of the history behind the scenes, Explain how streets contain chambers of lies
So many times these words have been erased. This paper has aged by the abuse of my hand. I picture what I wish to say, and still no words can express my wanted fray.
[the Darker Side Of Me]
When I was born, I gave birth to a shadow, It has been the closet friend I know… For hours I would stare,
[as I Turn To Stone]
As my hand gently embraces the clay, I am reminded of a mortal calamity. I drink to suppress the pain… So many years spent,
As I lie here, Eyes unbolt shut. I am prepared to dream, Of what your chimera may be.
The night was long, I was unaware. My body had deceived me with a polluted curse.. Tainted cells, the immaturity of those,
At my darkest hour I wait… I perpetuate this dieses of detestation. I stand in the shadows of time, Awaiting to prey among that are weak.
[little Black Riding Hood]
We had our secrets. You and I. We shared a bond that could never part.
[a Killer Is Born]
He’s body was numb, Frozen by shock. A child shouldn’t endure, Such pain….
[lust Vs. Desire]
I look over my shoulder, I see this Smile, I hunger for. She looks deep within my soul.
[aphrodite, My Immortal Love…]
She was all alone… Inside my eyes. As her scene cast a gentle haze of fuschia dreams.
It’s a cold winter’s morn,
I awoke last night from a terrifying dream.
I dreamt you did not love me anymore.
I Slept awake, drowning in a river of my tears.
My adjacent limbs are frozen, My breath creates an
Abstract image of the state I emboss.
This coffee is my only form of warmth.
As I think about this vivid sense of departure,