Sometimes
distant
Souls
echo,

Stars
weep
with each
Eclipse of
tatterted
Hearts,

and
then the
Angel's Melody
echoes through
Heaven,

a
voice
sweet as
Love,

Soothing
all our Bleeding
Hearts,

Healing
all our Broken
Parts,

and
she Shouts
Love into
every
Soul.

my mind
used to paint
with Words after
midnight,

I bled
Verse free,

from
my ever-breaking
Heart,

bood-stained
fingers painting
Poems,

starting
sky-scarring
Storms,

as my Blood
mixed with
Ink,

I wept
Poetry,

I wish
I could Weep
again,

I wish
I could Bleed
again,

Poetry

Tymen
June 22 2024

#poetry #poem

just
another
Falling Angel,
sleeping in the
wrong Church
Pew,

seeking
respite,
worshipping
Methistopheles,

just
another
Codeine Cowboy,
sitting on the
wrong Bar
Stool,

the
Jack stopped
propping
them up,

a
Soul
Broken
down at the
side of the
Road,

walking
this Highway
of Pain

#poetry #poem

a
gloom
enfolds,

a
morass
of icy disregard,

slowly it
engulfs
my Heart,

we can not
Dance through
Pain,

frozen
in timeless
twilight,

the
Beast
called Madness
stalks frail
Peace,

preying
upon Fear
and Doubt,

we seek
cracks
of Reason,

slivers
of Starlight,

beacons
of Hope

For the Highlander remake, they should cast Antonio Banderas as Ramirez and Karl Urban as The Kurgan. Just a Thought.

#poem #poetry

looking
for Elysium,

dip me in
forgetfulness,

the only path
through Thorns
to Roses,

floating on
the River called Pain,

the only
way to Paradise,

Lethe-minded fool,
hoping to obtain
Quiet,

you've
lost yourself,

trying to
reach Heaven,

what
value Peace,
without your Soul

Sundown Smiles,
Moon kissed Night,
Angels weep
from Beauty,
the sweetest
strains,

the
Songbird
Serenade,
basking in
the Song,
enraptured,

echoing
through the
Trees

we reminisce,
our Hearts
are Home,

we dance
in Starlight,

with our
Songbird

Tymen
November 26 2023

#poem #poetry #poet

#poetry

and
the Flood
rose full of
Thorns and
Teeth,

Flood
of Blood
and Bone,
Teeth, Hunger,
Spit,

our
Tongues
twining,

tasting
the Blood
of Bitten Lips,

the
Salt of
our Dreams
meeting in
a Kiss,

we
Flow
together,

Drowning
in visceral
Desire,

and
we Flow
together,
Lost in
Lust

#poetry #fragment #Grief

and may your Pain turn to Sorrow,
and may your Sorrow turn to Grief,
and may your Grief transform
into Bittersweet Memory.

I
wear
the Stone
of my own
Disregard,

it
hangs
around
my neck,

a
Hangman
knotted
tie,

too
tight
to breathe
easy,

too
loose
to hang
free,

my
smile
leaves me
broken (hearted),

my
Soul
swings
freely,

remembrance
of a Gallows
Pole,

a
Reminder
to breathe,

we
free fall
into...

#poetry