With her in my arms
My nightmares of frustration melt away
As the dawn retreats
Head on my pillow
Nightmares full of frustration
Please let it be dawn
|I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.” – Oscar Wilde|
Bring It On
How I long
For her to try and stab me
With her heels
Just so that
My hungry mouth can kiss
Those lips
Spewing hate
She’ll change her tune fall
In love with me
Fair Warning
She got more
Then expected when she tried
To stab me with
The point of
Her stilettos within my heart
When she fell
Into my arms
With a kiss my lips blew her
Mind away
Sith Lords and Decepticons
Conservative Republicans
Are indeed facists – economic terrorists
In league with wall street
They pave the road
For greedy bankers whose goal is to steal
From the rest of us
They lure their
Supporters with the heroin of a tax cut
Conceal the bubble
Their Policies create
The inevitable recession out of sight hehind
Smoke and mirrors
Lolita
Her name is
Lolita for she is love
Personified
She is a
Rose dwelling in another’s
Garden
Waiting to be
Plucked placed in a vase
On a windowsill
Where she’ll
Blossom for a time fade
All too soon
Preserved
For all time in the pages
Of a book
Demons by Dee Kay
Chased by demons
Within the darkness of depression
My heart endures
Demons
By
Dee Kay
The darkness within me homes the demons of my past,
The flickering light at the corner tries it’s best to last.
Don’t come too close or maybe you should hide,
As tonight I unleash the demons for one last time.
You will see and hear the worst of me as I walk this road,
Even when the emotions inside might just explode.
Sit tight as you will experience an ultimate fight for power,
As tonight either one of me would get devour.
The darkness within me homes the demons of my past,
The flickering light at the corner tries it’s best to last.
What story I tell others is far away from the truth of my life,
I hide behind my words and take cover behind those lies.
I struggle to keep my head high,
don’t have the answers to all the how, when and why.
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Wolf with wings
She is a wolf
With wings and sharp
Wicked teethThat is until
Within the Poet’s arms
She becomesA gentle dove
Filled with light and peace
Cooing softly
Life sharpened its teeth to grab hold her neck and tear her apart..
But rarely did it knows that she is a wolf with wings..
