Author Archives: Solomon
Nightfall
When night falls, good men fall with it. With the Lord’s angels by their side, they sleep. Full of hope, full of life. But with that same nightfall, Some men go to war forsaken by God. And tonight I, the poet, I ride with those men into battle. “Good” men, but worse, darkened souls. AndContinue reading “Nightfall”
Day 3
Restless, and in the dark. But it was high time the hypocrisy stopped. That; That was not the best version of me. And there is a woman, A beautiful woman. -Battling toxic addictions-
Day 2
Day 2 scared, cold, ashamed, fighting on -battling toxic addictions-
Graveyard
I need a place to burry my dirt But would you stay if maybe, If maybe I buried it within your heart? I’m the kind of man that keeps falling Collecting scars invisible to the eye. Yet my heart’s still longing and calling. I’ve done things in the absence of light Created permanent silhouettes inContinue reading “Graveyard”
closure
day one failed you, failed myself regret and a tiny glimmer of hope. -battling toxic addictions-
Smell of fuel
I love old cars the smell of raw fuel when you finally hit the gas. I love the long silent walks down the far country side where natures aura blossoms. And I love the sun a dying light at dusk the hope of a new day at dawn. But you know what I really loveContinue reading “Smell of fuel”
broken
when tears dont flow and the heart feels no more; Things only the broken know. Solomon
life story
It’s always the eyes, always has been. They write the first few lines of this poem, And the first few lines of any good story. Its been written by our ancestors that moments before you die, Your whole life flashes right before your eyes. But the ancestors were wrong, for our life stories are writtenContinue reading “life story”
Lighthouse
And the poet stopped.Took a deep breath and with a a sighStarted all over again.Only this time, he lived one day at a time.Loose from all human attachment.Loose from all the pain, all the tearsA choice not by desire but necessity.And on each day he only looked ahead,Miles away into the fog where a brightContinue reading “Lighthouse”
