Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan

Rookie (11/01/1984 / Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario Canada)

Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan Poems

1. Black World 6/22/2006
2. A Summers Dream 9/12/2006
3. My Insanity 9/16/2006
4. My Sweet Girl Of Innocence 9/16/2006
5. Baseius' Temple 9/19/2006
6. Celentia's Arena 9/19/2006
7. Death Of A Martyr 9/29/2006
8. Journey Into The Mind 6/22/2006
9. The Serpent 6/22/2006
10. The Unseen Figure 6/22/2006
11. Judgements Rising To The End 6/22/2006
12. The Rose And The Diamond 6/22/2006
13. Phantome Wind 6/23/2006
14. The Governmental Construction 6/23/2006
15. Of Our Poor Pathaetes 6/23/2006
16. Priceless Fortune 6/23/2006
17. The Unborne Soldier 6/23/2006
18. Spirits Walk With Me 7/30/2006
19. The Tortured Soul 8/29/2006
20. Blanket Of Fire 9/4/2006
21. Jacob Lewis (Part One) 9/4/2006
22. And Dearer Still The Angels Weep 11/22/2006
23. Creatures Of The Night 12/16/2006
24. Pitter Patter 12/18/2006
25. Bi-Polar 12/21/2006
26. Herbal Mysticism 12/21/2006
27. Birth Of A Poet 12/28/2006
28. Loveth Thy Rose Petal 12/28/2006
29. Kingsley Starlight 12/28/2006
30. Moonlight Dancer 12/28/2006
31. Lovers In The Mist 12/29/2006
32. Beautiful Sleeper 1/2/2007
33. Richer Be The Man 7/30/2006

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Celentia's Arena

The priestess stands high above her city
Holding a child to the skies so blessedly humble
She whispers said spell in her cryptic language
The baby stops crying as if touched by some spirit
Coeing the child is, And to become a solitary pillar of strength
A tear rolls down Celentia's face
A symbol of love paying homage to life
A raven flies to her shoulder with pride
Celentia is filled with joy as she recieves this gift
From her spirit guide telling her she has done right
She gazes upon her city and the silence of her people
Cloaked in the black nothingness of ...

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My Insanity

I walk in darkness, blinded by reality
I walk in fear, afraid of what may come to me
I walk in agony, wounded by what was done to me
I walk in shame, this world hates me

I walk and I walk getting closer and closer
Closer to my insanity

I look in regret, for those who are close to me

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