Biography of April Darcy
Where to start? There really isn't much to tell. I'm just a simple girl with complex ideas. However, sometimes I have trouble harnessing my ideas and putting them into words. This is why I have never shared my work with anyone. Being the first time ever submitting my poetry for the public to read, I've become a little anxious and excited. I have always thought that my poetry did not have the merit to be read publicly, so please feel free to comment if you read my work. Poetry is not my only interests or hobbies. I enjoy reading, camping, watching movies, going to concerts, listening to music, and being with my friends. I have a BA in History and a minor in Appalachain Studies. I'm inspired by ee cummings, WH Auden, Slyvia Plath, Sara Teasdale, Lawerence Ferlingetthi, and Pablo Neruda.
April Darcy Poems
I'Ve Loved You All Along
Hold on to me when you feel like letting go. I'll hold on to you as long as I live. I'll give you my hand But, I won't give up.
Religion Of Love (#2)
You rode into my Life on a White Horse like Christ in Revelations. Trumpets Blasting. Albeit, I didn't Know that the same Horns
Leave me out with the waste. I don't belong here anymore. This is not my place, and this is the wrong time to give into you.
Your words cut straight through me And, the emotional pain pours out like blood. I'm crying; screaming;
The pills taken to ease the ills of a troubled mind, and everything
Boy, I can't deny my love. It is perfectly clear when asked, 'Why? ' I simply reply: 'Somedays it's hard to say,
Nothing Has Been The Same...
Nothing has been the same since you left. The days, long; The nights, eternal; And, now, darkness falls heavy upon this heart.
I Stand Here Blazing...
I stand here blazing. My heart afire with love; Body alit with passion for only you; But you watch me suffer.
I Hide My Sadness...
I hide my sadness and loathing behind these blue eyes. Insecurities fill my mind. The pain becoming unbearable and the anxiety overwhelming. The light has been turned off within my soul,
Religion Of Love (#3)
I have cleansed my soul with your sweat, I have taken your body into mine like Communion; I have drank the wine from your lips; And, we have happily trespassed upon each other's hearts.
Boy, I can't deny my love.
It is perfectly clear when asked, 'Why? '
I simply reply:
'Somedays it's hard to say,
But the answer can always be heard -
Heard within my heart.'
So, please tell me -
Tell me that you love me.
Please tell me that you do.