Harry Mora : Writing

My Act Of Contrition

My Act Of Contrition

A Poem by Harry Mora


It's hard to break throughWith those sins sealed aroundThey blemish everything you doNo matter how you try to change the pastThe truth is blurred ..
The First Bitter Sip

The First Bitter Sip

A Poem by Harry Mora


A rewrite of The Hard Truth that just feels better to me.
Self-fulfilled Excuses

Self-fulfilled Excuses

A Poem by Harry Mora


All I ever wanted was to be right there To touch your cheek and stroke your hair I always thought that I was so strong But I regret it nev..
The Hard Truth

The Hard Truth

A Poem by Harry Mora


Sometimes, you need to actually listen to what you did. And work for redemption WITH the one's you wronged. You'll be amazed at how horrible you were.
Mindgames and Razorblades

Mindgames and Razorblades

A Poem by Harry Mora


Sometimes the love we seek doesn't lift but, tears us down.
Redemption

Redemption

A Poem by Harry Mora


It means what you want, to whom you want
When memories make you whince

When memories make you whince

A Poem by Harry Mora


The mind can be our own worst enemy
The turning

The turning

A Poem by Harry Mora


love doesn't always lead us down the right path, getting over a lost love can lead us even further astray
Alone

Alone

A Poem by Harry Mora


Sometimes the things you think about are worse than the solitude
Ode to a suicide; failed

Ode to a suicide; failed

A Poem by Harry Mora


We've all been rejected