Shayne Harnden : Writing

Shoes

Shoes

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


For a contest
What's left

What's left

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


How does one know what's left?Gone but once hereA ShadowA glanceSomething to hold dearI hate that you have flown awayI scream and questionNo responseA..
Why are you still here?

Why are you still here?

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


Interesting question
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A Chapter by Shayne Harnden


Grandfather lays at the bottom on the stairs. Next to him is the family bible. His blood still fresh on the faded cover, where his hands were when..
Wall

Wall

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


Heaven help these people.
To Be Free

To Be Free

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


Even today we see this
Go Unheard The End! Until Death I sleep

Go Unheard The End! Until Death I sleep

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


I walk to the chamberWhere I will dieWalking with prideThey will not make me cryI enter the room with not a careSnicker and grinI tilt my head and gre..
Go Unheard (Part 3) The secret that I keep

Go Unheard (Part 3) The secret that I keep

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


Continuation of the serial killer tale.
His Stare

His Stare

A Poem by Shayne Harnden


Poem I am doing for a contest.

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