The Hampstead Poet : Writing

The Angel of Death

The Angel of Death

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


Who are you to judge who’s fit to travel on their path?And play the role no mortal shall of all-controlling god?For human as it is to err, in co..
The Stranger

The Stranger

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


Oft I had wandered through a pathOf weary, drift'd vinesAnd never had I been obstructedWithin its dark confinesYet one day came as I did rambleIn my p..
Bitter Seconds

Bitter Seconds

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


Burning through the darkness, rippling shadows in the airThat scorches deep, burns through my lungs ablazeRapid beats, my heart pounding desperately i..
Othello

Othello

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


The shreds and tatters of a life fall to the empty floorThe stains of blood will not escape my handsFor all the curses in the world this one I wrought..
The Immigrant

The Immigrant

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


She clutches her rag as a handkerchief and her tattered, patchwork skirtA thousand prayers and hymns echoing onA rosary upon her breast, above her bea..
The Silent Child

The Silent Child

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


All made up and forgotten, secrets pushed into the earthA phase of ill-consideration; everyone assures me soBut ingrained deep within the soul another..
Moments Before Midnight

Moments Before Midnight

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


Silence; cutting at the breath, and stifling the heartIn moments passed, a shock courses through body and through mindAnd motion sets in, falling fast..
The Doorstep

The Doorstep

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


Shifting through an icy trickling stream ofmolten blue like tears flowing fast upon ice flowsAnd pale face, eyes ringed with red and bruisedshe waits ..
Once We Danced

Once We Danced

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


Once we danced among the line of frosted stoic treesAnd tasted snowflakes, whispered to the biting winds in songWe ambled through the hills, and fough..
Drowning in Dark Water

Drowning in Dark Water

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet


Another night under the cold and unforgiving starsWarmed only by the days passing until the final sleepAnd dreams no longer come to me in vivid fantas..