Neet Baker

Neet Baker Poems

The Keeper of dreams was ours to re-call…
Once in a lifetime… or never at all…
Succumb to a void, that’s sight unseen…
Never understand… where you’ve never been…
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Not meant for this world, the believers said…
No use to man, better off dead…
Bitter-sweet ashes burning inside,
Mind devoid, withers and dies…
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Mind in decay… icy tendrils of fear…
Leaves whirling dervishly
No room here…
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Lost in a mire of rancid dis-content
Enslaved in a world of misery and loss…
Azure sky beckons but we never see
What we have had is worth more when its gone…
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Another time… ancient place
Fragmentary… familiar face…

Eyes that hide, a myriad of stars
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Neet Baker Biography

I was taken into care as a young child and spent my whole life trying to fit in and thus trying to make sense of it all. I live my life by the maxim 'Never Fear Failure, only Fear Regret.' and I seek to treat people how I would like to be treated and hate in-equality in all forms. I dont see myself as a poet but a lover of words. Words are powerful things and should be used with care, for they can tear at the heart and the very soul and evoke powerful images. Some can find the light of day, some are burnt off by the morning mist and should remain so. Sometimes it is therapeutic, sometimes it awakens the dragon! Somtimes there is frustration at not being able to form or say what is in the heart but you read other peoples poems and they fill the void! Either way words used with thought and care can fulfil an inner need that dwells in all philosphical thinkers! Thank you for your words!)

The Best Poem Of Neet Baker

The Keeper Of Dreams (In Memory Of Heather)

The Keeper of dreams was ours to re-call…
Once in a lifetime… or never at all…
Succumb to a void, that’s sight unseen…
Never understand… where you’ve never been…

He showed us a world of shadows and pain…
Search the void… seek to gain
Minds lost in labyrinth dreams…
Soul dead… silent screams…

The Medusa sleeps… legend deemed…
Life everlasting… immortal we seemed…
Time enfolds… flashes of fear…
A soul is broken… death looms near…

Will we ever escape… or respond to the call?
No way of knowing… no hope at all…
Velvet dark anger… emotions repressed…
Never articulate… never express…

The final decision was yours to give…
The Keeper of Dreams, who chose not to live…
Life-time of searching to find you again…
Farewell hope… my childhood friend…

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