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Fluorescent Reality Poems
Darkness Of Love
Tell me why I am waiting, For something to wish upon, Something to give me hope. Beacause all I have been given,
Light vs Dark
Your life, lustrously lingering. Mine, disappearing to the darkness. While your smile is a beacon of
FRIENDSHIP OR LOVE
How do you know, If it’s friendship or love. Even if it’s like, A beautiful dove.
As she looks into the mirror, All she sees is someone she’s not. Trying to be like the models she saw, All over the catwalks floor.
While silently screaming I walked away, I didn’t want to be there, I couldn’t. While everything was lifeless, They all spoke noiseless noise.
Entering The System
What happens when you enter the system? When do you get time to live? How would one escape? Who would one turn to?
What happens the day you wake up and your whole world has changed. Nothing is the same as it once was, and nothing feels right. Best Friends became acquaintances, Friends are strangers.
The rain never stops, Upon my cold heart. The fire I once felt, Is wet and going out.
A LOVE TO END A DAY
Who has the right, To say if it’s real. If they don’t know, The way we feel.
The sun always rises But the light never shines Amongst my disheartened heart. The tunes deafening thoughts,
Every time I see you, My heart will begin to thaw. Every time I see you, I fall in-love a little more.
Why is this so hard? I used to write for hours, About everything. The love I felt,
I DON'T KNOW
The pain I have, It dwells deep within. I don’t know, Where to begin.
ALL FOR YOU
You’re the one, Who makes my soul. But yet I just, Do not know.
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Darkness Of Love
Tell me why I am waiting,
For something to wish upon,
Something to give me hope.
Beacause all I have been given,
Is a long loveless life.
Nobody here to comfort.
Or to give love
Darkness falls in my loveless life.
Fifth shot down, still bit lazy
Tenth shot down, gets a little hazy
Stumble round, call someone crazy.
“Tell me why the liqueur isn’t helping?
Tell me why I don’t want to face life?
Tell me why I dream of a bloody death?
Tell me why, please, just tell me why?
How can I live, when I live for you?
How can I love, when ...