Poetry by G.F. Darkholme



Jilt

guilt clutters my mind
singularity in thought leaves me blank
one voice so loud, yet so wrong
screaming lies that jilt the soul

nicotine specters drift
dancing in choking clouds
teasing and mocking in their silence
leaving the mind to wander

everything seems to flow easier
when thoughts lurch in disarray
order in chaos
             clarity in confusion

a light in shadow;
a smile behind a tear
moments of peace just knowing...
knowing that i'm to blame.
Tides That Bind

In the pits of time,
where sand sits, forming as slate
where bones crumble and become dust
where life ends and from nothing begins again.
a man with the mind of a boy
stands knee deep and offers his heart
to the hungry dogs that lust for chaos.
and he waits... for the final freedom he craves so.

At the bottom of a hot spring
lies small pebbles glowing with wisdom;
gems of wise men and the enlightened;
gems of an opened-minded individual.
under these stones a body rests.
a forgotten man who gave all he had
to obtain the one thing he was always denied;
and though he died alone at the jaws of hate,
he died for peace... and peace he did obtain...
Eyes bloodshot, I
haven't slept in days;
weary yet amazed
that night after night
I am still awake
crisp, this rush of autumn's breath
that lends new life into each step
tender is the wish
that spreads so thin
across young lips
that 'one day all shall see
the potential that
only I can be'
a wild-eyed child
once said to me
Testament

Dreamy caught a vision
and all the stoics laughed
after what she beheld
Dreamy was laughing last

There is no inner silence
that ever tames the beast
one look is all i ask for
and then i'll leave it be

if you wish
and there are no stars
who can you
blame for what you are?

one deep breath
may be all you have
hold it out
better make it last

Dreamy caught a vision
and wished it could come true
though all the doubt she fought
found a way to shine through

there are no dreams of silence
there are no wars for peace
Gaia's alive in this world
her blood it flows in me

wake up now
so these words make sense
head up high
fight for consciousness


i dream deep
the way of all flesh
all these tears
cut off my last breath

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