He, in the darkness, wields stars from the night. Paints pictures of auras, of beauty, and light. On the whitest of canvases bleeds words wrought of gold, And reaches to mend the darkest of souls. He is a mystery, a riddle, a song, A strange sort of rhythm that’s right when all’s wrong. He is…
Category: Poetry
A man of Yahweh
(A poem) As wise as a serpent, Yet harmless as doves, Strengthened by boldness, But softened by love. As fierce as a lion, Innocent as a child, Ready for action, But not easily riled. As swift as a river, Yet gentle as the breeze, Steady and unshaken, But brought to his knees. As wise as…
Hold Me Tight
(A poem) Spinning, spinning, Never stopping This world of dark and night I grasp and hold But it all turns cold That which was the light My silent soul Has lost its goal From death and constant fight I now let go My tears will show Please just hold me tight
Taste of Truth
(A poem) I can see better in the dark, for it is not the want of light that hides a secret, but rather the want of eyes that truly wish to see. And I wanted the truth more than life. So I stood at the precipice of truth and stared into its eyes. “Give me…
Fear No Evil
(A Poem) I was afraid. I looked upon the darkness, into the eyes of evil, and shook before it. The darkness knew me, it wanted me, and it whispered in my ears. I am broken. I am alone. The world does not need me. I am better off alone. I am alone. I cried for…