Twisted illusion, Captured only by the touch Of savoured hope; Now strangled in empty thought, Wrought dry and restless; Tangled now, for once It sees true flesh The best of us will be broken, Soaked in wasted minds; This time has bought no Value and its vine Will swallow us whole. Continue reading
Your words are sharp, More poisonous than acid. Appraise not what Your wealth has brought, But where your pride lies flaccid. Let water come, And rinse your tongue, To saturate the lie, That brought a cloud of umbrage To an idle-minded sky. Though snow may fall, And cover all The hurt that you’ve created; No … Continue reading
A scorched horizon, Inviting with enticement, Those, with hearts surrendered To ferly skies. Enriching blends allure desire, With ether bliss and ripened field, A blink has captured moments new. Past days swept by a tender breeze, Why seize what has not yet begun? The young will now strive to belong, Abandoned; In spite of aching … Continue reading
A fragile thought, was promptly taught, to let itself unwind; you caught the breath, before it left, a self-discovered mind. Behind the set, the Luna met a chance of rising sun; its canvas hung, a world undone, for us to fixate on. Majestic sighs, now challenge why, the climb is half the fall; this feeling … Continue reading
Emilie Taylor 