The Poet of Black Wings : Writing

Exist

Exist

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


I would never refer to myself as a murderer.To be a murderer, you'd have to be human.I would never refer to myself as a human.To be a human, i'd have ..
in this life

in this life

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


In my life, I've seen sadness In my life, I've seen tears. In my life, I've seen greif. In my life, I've seen fears. I've watched friends and ..
We Are David

We Are David

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


Yes, yes I see you. On top your holy mountain. Hiding up there behind your walls, your sanctuary. You act much like your blasphemous g..
Rust

Rust

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


We live in a world.One of iron and blood.We, and our ancestors built,great things,while others took credit.We live in a time.One of decay and death.We..
Of No Blood

Of No Blood

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


A memory, and a truth, that my dear cousin mustn't know.
Why do you love me?

Why do you love me?

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


Why? That part no one knows. No one can know. For, it is our hearts desire and not our minds. It is what my heart wants, not my mind. Hearts do not te..
The He Who Never Was

The He Who Never Was

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


He grew use to this surrounding, among the books, among the paper that was almost as thin as he.He grew familiar with the pages, with the words that l..
jack and jill and the pill

jack and jill and the pill

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


jack andJilltook a pill in a glass of water that their uncle bill told them not to spill
To Write

To Write

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


Every written word is one spoken.Every spoken word is an action.Every action is a step forward, no matter how much it seems to turn back.Every step fo..
Stolen Muse

Stolen Muse

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


an ode, for my stolen poetry.