Vision Ghost

Rookie - 5 Points (24/01/1979 / Epsom, East Surrey)

Vision Ghost Poems

81. Pleasures In My Attic 8/18/2006
82. Walking Through My Mind 8/20/2006
83. When Angels Cry 8/23/2006
84. Foresaken 8/24/2006
85. Drift 8/26/2006
86. Impulse 8/26/2006
87. Sympathy For The Foolish 8/31/2006
88. Dressed In Black 9/9/2006
89. Within Her 9/9/2006
90. Mistake 9/10/2006
91. Just Don'T Want To Sleep 9/10/2006
92. The Morning After 9/10/2006
93. Against A White Sky 9/10/2006
94. My Spirit 9/13/2006
95. Some Kind Of Suicide 9/14/2006
96. Final Gathering 12/22/2006
97. Where Art Thou Go I Shall Find You 1/3/2007
98. Running To You 1/3/2007
99. Pleasure To Death 1/3/2007
100. Cani Lupus Loneliness 1/3/2007
101. Apparitions Passion 1/3/2007
102. Sediment 1/4/2007
103. For When 1/5/2007
104. Remember 1/6/2007
105. For Her 1/7/2007
106. Demons Play 1/8/2007
107. Here It Is 1/10/2007
108. Eyes In The Dark 1/13/2007
109. In Another Country 1/21/2007
110. Overtones Of Eventuality 1/29/2007
111. Before Born 2/1/2007
112. Journey Maker (Visuality) 2/3/2007
113. The Way To Peace 2/4/2007
114. Gravity Of The One 2/6/2007
115. Fear To Awaken 2/7/2007
116. Rise 2/12/2007
117. This Occasional Alleway 2/15/2007
118. Worms 2/19/2007
119. Empath (Silent Spy) 2/21/2007
120. The Moment Of Gone 3/1/2007
Best Poem of Vision Ghost

A Gothic Suicide

Felt all that was within, the dread and lonely pain
Fore seeing all the grey clouds, and endless rain
In an entrapment of her bleak, bedroom place
Many scratches of finger nails, adorned her face

Scars of the tormented, and that without release
Collected them like dolls, upon skin like a crease
Sunken eyes reflecting, the soul of a sunken heart
When futures hope seem diminished, and torn apart

Black lines of her heavy make up, drawn down
By so many tears, shed beneath her failed crown
Clasping her wrist, another attempt failed and stings
The music of ...

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An Obligatory Autumn

Crushed leaves tempered, under my step, on the road of mystery
Drying vain of autumns passing, bring fall to textures beneath me
Candles align the corridor, of the indecisive, a chamber of fates mind
Options played, before me and the second hand dealt, in favoured kind

Grasp the tree and shake, for the forage of the fruitful, indulgence
A memory, of a the summer just gone, and the winds sit in silence
Cloaked and alone, whilst pondering on the reminiscent periods
Of the moments in time

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