Brandon Taylor-Black : Writing

How Do I Survive....

How Do I Survive....

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


How can I survive tragedy When the bodies lay around The echoing calls of Deaths whisper Carried on the breeze of Everafter.... The sky of Raven..
What I was

What I was

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


What I was....
Dark Master

Dark Master

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


I'm not a Satanist, this is merely a piece of Poetry my Muse thought up....
A Demons Prophecy

A Demons Prophecy

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


Eponymous, your hero's They bow before my feet They tried and failed to destroy me Now they lay quiet and meek Vengeance, it's said is waste..
Siren

Siren

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


Seduction by Sirens... The * is the female/Siren
How Many...

How Many...

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


A Random, but thought provoking piece, in my opinion....
The Dead Fly

The Dead Fly

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


This piece was inspired when I saw a dead fly on my window ledge one morning...
I'll....

I\'ll....

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


I want to be everything to her...her support, her best friend, her Love...
Whispers Of Raindrops

Whispers Of Raindrops

A Poem by Brandon Taylor-Black


I Love The Rain, but this is so not what you're expecting....