Nicholas McDonough Poems

If you could only hear
the voice inside of me
it would say all the things
for me that my heart bleeds
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What are we if
we have lost ourself
along the way of finding
ourself?
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All Hallows Eve approaches
it's utter darkness calls
Drawing me into it's mystical embrace.
Autumn's full moon summons night's creatures
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Craft the spell in the fire,
Craft it well weave it higher,
Weave it now of shining flame,
None shall come to hurt or maim,
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Want to play with the evil inside,
Don’t run and hide,
Listen to the words that I’ve spoken,
Do you wanna play?
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All of the emotions surge
together, perversely thrilled,
sexually sensitized
Each demanding attention
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The hour glass of time
flows ever so slowly
capturing the moment
in utter perfection
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~Seeing the Waves

Programmed What you hear
not to is
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In my world of
werewolves and vampires

of angels and demons
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Knowledge hidden within rhyme
frozen in this space and time
dormant, sleeping right between
the eyes, so that no one sees
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