Good day to all my name is Matthew Brooks, aka The Phantom, aka Kane. I have written poetry for over 18 years now, most of my work can be seen at Your-poetry.com and Firesidepoetry.com, under those surnames stated above. I am 30 years old, married, and have served my country going on 12 years. I've fought in Bosnia, and Kosavo. My dream is to write my own poetry book, and own my own card shop.
Poetry in motion, come get lost in this ocean,
Word by word my thoughts form nouns and verbs,
Crashing like waves, forcing my pen to be brave,
Writing from the heart, this jibberish I call art,
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Emotions explode, Love unfolds,
Lake of fire, ignites my desire,
To love someone true, is to love you,
Moon's shimering light, dragons take flight,
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The fog hangs low, as it dampens my soul,
Tears of pain, falling like rain,
As the hounds of hell, naw on the church bells,
A marriage that failed and love set sail,
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As love becomes hate, and the words become fake,
I love you is a hollow phase used in the wrong way,
Pain becomes stronger, heartbreaks seem longer,
The world becomes your maze, finding love becomes a crave,
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Bought into this world by a 13 year old little girl,
Concieved by force, by a man driving a porsch,
He was so nice, you couldn't ask for more, then he slammed you into the door,
He ripped off your dress, now your depressed,
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