Nick Downer

Rookie (February 17,1986 / Orillia, Ontario)

Nick Downer Poems

41. Don'T Hold Back 12/18/2008
42. Falling Into Hope 12/18/2008
43. Goodbye Is Not Forever 12/18/2008
44. Journey To The Stars 12/18/2008
45. Killing Me Slowly 12/18/2008
46. Prisoner Of Fate 12/18/2008
47. The Forgotten Room 12/18/2008
48. When I Looked Into Your Eyes 12/18/2008
49. Beautiful To Me 12/18/2008
50. Too Much For Words 12/18/2008
51. Slow Dancing Together 12/18/2008
52. It Was Me 12/18/2008
53. A Thousand Goodbyes (Dedicated To All Glbt Victims Of Hate Crimes) 12/18/2008
54. Life With Ash 12/16/2008
55. Dear Soulmate 12/16/2008
56. Intoxicated 12/16/2008
57. The City 12/16/2008
58. Windows Of The Soul 12/16/2008
59. Vortex 12/16/2008
60. One Moment 12/18/2008
61. Addict 12/18/2008
62. Battlefield 12/18/2008
63. My Labyrinth 12/18/2008
64. Leaving 12/18/2008
65. Who I Am 12/18/2008
66. Puppet 12/18/2008
67. Whispering Eyes 12/18/2008
68. Gone 12/18/2008
69. What I See 12/18/2008
70. Pedastle 12/18/2008
71. Disease 12/18/2008
72. Sorry Eyes 12/18/2008
73. When I Look At You 12/18/2008
74. Die For You 12/18/2008
75. Je Deteste 12/18/2008
76. Beautiful 12/18/2008
77. I Am The Girl 12/19/2008
78. Unreadable 12/29/2008
79. I Can'T Unlove You 12/29/2008
80. This Is Bad News 12/29/2008

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Best Poem of Nick Downer

Kinetic Energy

it feels like glass
breaking into a million tiny shards
as it hits a brick wall
flying at full force it becomes
nothing but chaos as everything
falls silent after the one loud explosion
as the pieces dissolve together
on the ground,
so does the fury from which
the glass was flung.
ahhh it feels so good
to watch it all break apart.
it feels so good to destroy something
and so then,
maybe the explosion feels good too
maybe after blasting into something
while full of so much kinetic energy,
the calm and meltdown
feels perfect

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Memories

The days are so long in this place
they blend into nights that are cold from
the dark velvet sky that gives no light.
Words are whispered in quiet tones,
the dark's ears swallowing them.
They're words filled with quiet pain.
Silent memories filled with ghosts
are engraved eternally in shallow flesh.
The memories are monsters,

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