Poems Poem by Daniel Hooks

The broken records that entwine
the poems that rhyme
The prophecies that align
the signs and stars
the scars
that form
from when we are born

the peace we can never attain
the love the fire that remains
in the ashes
of cuts and gashes
the hope that it will
Pass lord and lady
do you have to ask?

The petals which open
the heart awoken
then begins to decay
the love is the same love
as I had first
leaves me cursed
and yet singularly its all I have
a smash and grab
god singular
going for the jugular
a vampire
who's name has no meaning
blood wine
and bread flesh
can't contain
the rain that falls
Or the sun that shines
but from your diamond tears
I form mine.