The Horrors of Writing
Fantasy, Poetry, fiction
Tag: Poem
Go Away – Poem
All walks of life, Has different roads to take One may go with the other And the other might go away © Christopher Stamfors
Raven’s Shriek – Poem
Pest, war and famine, emptied the streets The city echoed quietly Through the raven’s shriek Beaks black; now scarlet There was enough to go around Must devour quickly, before the rats come © Christopher Stamfors
Fear Stricken – Poem
Face your fear Then turn away Don’t risk gazing At the icy cold That pierce your shame Escape, before it learns your name © Christopher Stamfors
Love’s a Reminder – Poem
Love a thing,
maybe two.
Surround yourself with it
And let the love shine through
Of the things you must do
Restrictions – Poem
Life is often easier than it seem
Restrictions bound by minds
Who knows naught
The rules in which that we see
Senses Lost to Modernity – Poem
If you’ve read my last poem, Boundless mind, this might make more sense to you. As the mind is boundless, And anything can become real, Where do we draw the line between fantasy and reality? Things that exists in one person’s head might be fantasy to another… Continue Reading “Senses Lost to Modernity – Poem”
Boundless Mind – Poem
Be weary of your mind, For it is boundless. Seeing across dimensions And through time It cannot distinguish what is real And what is not At least, not on its own I’ve always found that our minds are more capable than we give them… Continue Reading “Boundless Mind – Poem”
Bound by the Earth – Poem
Things are rarely as they seem A vail of decisions, Paths and alterations, Endless choices to choose from. But what you can always count on Is that it will always be there To help you through these crossroads What is it you might ask?… Continue Reading “Bound by the Earth – Poem”
The Mind is Boundless – Poem
Curse your prophesy Let me have uncertainty to enjoy Don’t give me responsibilities, At the hands of your prediction * My body is trapped in the now, This is true. but your mind is boundless And can see beyond anyone’s view
Restless Soul – Poem
Bones are that which keeps you here Turn to dust and your soul will yield Forgive this old fool For the mistakes he’ve made Leave me be and let the past fade
