Tags » Aimlessness

I am, BUT a PROSTITUTE.

In the lonesome corner,
Of that lightsome bar,
She was standing silently.


Her half naked shining body,
Attracted the hungry gazes
and crushed morals, from all around. 144 more words

Poems // Versed.

Of Forged Piety, The Blotch - And A Tale.

In the night’s wickedness,
She is a  fille of toxicant
Standing in hallucination –
Staring at the crowd;
Laughter, giggles, hunger
all around her sphere. 140 more words

Life

Vanity

I feel the earth beneath my feet

Hear the sound of my defeat

As I walk down this well-trodden path

To nowhere

 space space space… 106 more words

Poetry

Wayside

As the sun burns off the mist,

I can see clearly now

The path that I was following

Is no longer beneath my feet.

 space space space… 193 more words

Poetry

Straying from the shelf…

I wander these passages
I’m searching for you
In my mental state
It’s the best I can do.
I don’t know who you are
Nor even myself!
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Thoughts