Whatever comes in my way
Whether victory or defeat
Whether sunshine or storm
Whether life or death
He helps me to move forward
He gives me strength that I need
He lifts my spirit when I'm depressed
God already knew what is ahead.
Hey people. This is my first poetry book. I hope you will like it. If it is bad or there is mistakes tell so I will improve it. Some of it will be my own creation some of it will be from other people. Hope you will Like. I might not make it that long so you guys can/might buy it and enjoy poems everyday you want.
I have other books so please also check them out and I am done. Now you are ready to read a awesome poetry book.
Death itself beckons its headless horseman,once entombed in a legend beheaded.He spills flesh bone-deep, seething misfortune;my spindly frame haunted; my skull shredded.
Hooves shatter midnight on wet birch below;a blood moon's bridle for his phantom steed.Gunpowder neighs in its murderous glow,while I, Eoin Chase, have yet to bleed.
A sinful search for his head left behind devours me, cloaked in Hessian vengeance.His blade shimmers; its whisper most unkind.I fear the steel of unholy presence.
I bear no ill will for Sleepy Hollow.
Alas, fate may yet claim my tomorrow.
Blue is the sky on hot summer days when you're holding a cold drink in your hand,
Blue is the winter sickness with warm sweaters and hot tea,
But blue is
Loving this
Sour.
Bitter.
Bright.
The sky before the night.
The leaves in the fall.
The rhythmically bouncing basketball
The poet’s nightmare.
The fire’s glare
The bottle of prescription pills
The pumpkins on our porch, still.
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Whatever comes in my way
Whether victory or defeat
Whether sunshine or storm
Whether life or death
He helps me to move forward
He gives me strength that I need
He lifts my spirit when I'm depressed
God already knew what is ahead.
Hey people. This is my first poetry book. I hope you will like it. If it is bad or there is mistakes tell so I will improve it. Some of it will be my own creation some of it will be from other people. Hope you will Like. I might not make it that long so you guys can/might buy it and enjoy poems everyday you want.
I have other books so please also check them out and I am done. Now you are ready to read a awesome poetry book.
Death itself beckons its headless horseman,once entombed in a legend beheaded.He spills flesh bone-deep, seething misfortune;my spindly frame haunted; my skull shredded.
Hooves shatter midnight on wet birch below;a blood moon's bridle for his phantom steed.Gunpowder neighs in its murderous glow,while I, Eoin Chase, have yet to bleed.
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