Winter | Poem

I am the slaying winter. I am the frost, the creeping frost, which slithers down the streets and crawls up the misty window pane. I am the moon, the solitary moon, lingering silver, far past its dark hours, invading the crisp sunlight sky. I am the cold, the blistering cold, consuming all warmth, seeping past … More Winter | Poem

Bonfire Night.

Bonfire Night- Poem. BOOM A burst of fluorescent light CRACK A sizzle of sparkling sound Oooh Their eyes twinkle in the night Ahhh! A rocket zooms to the ground .  The mist escapes their nostril wings, As their gloved hands feel numb. Their necks craned high upwards to see, The fireworks roar and hum. . … More Bonfire Night.

Halloween | Poem

Halloween The veil is thin in these short hours, The spirits roam as we all cower, Before their chilling faces. .  Demons roam, wild and free, Bringing fear, hate and destruction to we, To them, these acts are races.  . For when the sunrays beam down again, They must make haste or they’ll be slain, … More Halloween | Poem

the Mirror | Poem

The Mirror . You are the shiny, silver surfaced’ one, Distorting my perceptions of myself. I see the smeared purple lipstick, In the corner from the night before, And I think- who are you? This shadow self. No longer sure, unrecognisable . I stare cold at this backward reality. . I take a step closer … More the Mirror | Poem

Lost love- Poem

Hello lovely readers! Here is a poem I wrote called ‘lost love.’ Love is wasted on the young. For they do not know, What they possess. . Surging, it drives them onwards, Their life source, Their pull towards the earth. Yet unfamiliar, They do not know it. . Filling and consuming them, They are cocooned, … More Lost love- Poem

Youth- Poem

Youth.  A vial of joy, And emptiness of experience, A lack of winters seen? Curious wonder, Energising breath, Or how withered a soul feels…   Does age truly matter, when it comes to matters of truth?   Is the heart so restricted, So confined, Because of its youth…? —— I hope you liked my poem … More Youth- Poem

Inspire me- Poem.

Inspire me. Whirring, churning. Cogs of the brain. An ethereal mist clouds your vision, The breath of life unknowingly spewed by one unknown, Inspire me. It sparkles -sunlight barely passing through it. Floating. Smog. The stars are reaching out to me.   Alive, alive, eyes wide in the night Keep me from sleeping and take … More Inspire me- Poem.