You take away my freedom,
you restrict me of my rights,
you limit me by day
and lock up all my nights.
...
Look down
Six feet
into my open grave
My casket with no lid
...
Darkness engulfed but now
has changed.
As the darkness without
never penetrating
...
They say;
behind every great man there is a great woman
I say;
...
Slash my corpse
with your noxious words.
Gash my essence
with your malevolent eyes.
...
Why is it that a poet
can only truly pronounce
their deepest,
thoughts, fears, feelings, emotions, reflections.
...
A beautiful contradiction
a perfect sin
a heavenly immorality
so wrongly right.
...
God gave his only son
and knew after this ultimate
revelation and sacrifice
that mankind would be changed
...
For my life has had enough calamities
And I have become a friend of despair.
I am set free among the dead at peace;
Those whom you remember no longer.
...
A solitary English rose
lost and neglected entangled by weeds
a speck of colour in the lost wasteland
fragrant, sensual,
...