To Love A Cynic

Lovers In The Fray - By Yours Truly. It's a pity dear that I can't ever believe the love that drops from your misty gaze has ever really been sincere for me, aloof I walk the sands of armored beach,with thoughts that segue from leerytrappings of a betrayed spiritto isolated heart roaring ravenous screams. Unfortunate am I that... Continue Reading →

Flaming Hearts

Reader, this poem arose from a series of phrases offered in a twitter prompt. They were: Moonlit shadows, indulgent sky, breathes serenity, wisps of memories, bittersweet Dawn. Although one is usually expected to use one or two, I wanted to stuff in as many as I could into one micropoetry because it felt like a... Continue Reading →

Steal My Heart

This Winter as snowflakes dance through icy winds to die in the warmth of your luscious lips, go ahead & steal my heart. Taking my attention hostage with each closing draw, let your sapphire orbs reel in my midnight crystals deep into lands where we forget the concept of Time. © EntangledDesigns

In Waiting

Dissonance - By yours truly. Thinking of you today and I seehow easily you unknowingly fillmy senses to the brimwith foolish thoughts cravingeach day for you to love memore than you ever loved her,& yes, I am ashamed that thisjealous heart needsrepeated declarationsthat I am and willremain your only hope,your loving destiny...And oh, how I've... Continue Reading →

Traps Of Chance

Free Falling Traps Of Chance - By yours truly. Stay mum chapped lips holding on to secrets by a scarred skin of the teeth Stay moist traitor irisescontrasting a stolid poisewith whispers of a dying wishStay tall cynical walls of blisskeeping secure a jilted heartfrom falling into trap of possibilities.©EntangledDesigns


What I feel for you goes beyond telescopic gaze of a poet's heart,delicate details of a fine artNot always that soulful,Neither often confined by virtueSometimes passion can be brutal,Derives pleasure while being cruelBut one word from you,And my flaming reins will let goI can only have that which you'll bestowNot a scratch less, never a kiss moreA rhythmic dance of the power... Continue Reading →

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