Category: Poetry Today

Poetry Today, Uncategorized

Scraps of Bones

Paragonwords

In some ways we knew
That the world would change
Burnt up, scraped away, no more

The picture perfect sense
Of the past have cemented down
Our minds, our ears, our eyes
Closed up, Swept away,

The rust is no more,
The only thing left is the rising fever
Coiling and collapsing in our veins

Eyes wide open
Judging the world
For what is left,
For what to do with the rust,

The gray, the black,
The darkness, the deep darkness
That has burnt our souls dry,

And the mothers that are left
Cradling scraps of bones©

~~Nikki Moore

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Poetry Today, Uncategorized

She Writes From a Dark Place

Paragonwords

She’s a happy person
Full of life and love,
She has experience the best
and finest things life
has to offer.
Yet at times
she writes from a dark place.

A life existed before and hands full of memories
pours out on paper
things she knew not.

She writes,
with thoughts folded up
on the inside
drawing from places her mind has never explored.

She felt the words
racing through her soul,
like raindrops
they flowed off her pencil
moving silently on paper.

Stiffen with tears, alive with hope,
bonded in love.
She writes,
stories after stories
stared back at her
searching her soul for answers©

~~Nikki Moore

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Poetry Today

The Faithful Must Stand

Paragonwords

 

When darkness rest upon our lips
And all hope seems lost
Who among us will stand up
And pay the cost

When sorrow fill our hearts
And grieve blocks our way
Will there be one faithful enough
To fight for us this day

Should I run and hide
As we die in mournful numbers
Or will the faithful
Stand up and remember

Remember the days
When the world stood strong
Believing that with God
Nothing can go wrong

Now I called the faithful believer
To stand up and be brave
To stop the plans of the enemy
And pull us back from the grave

 

~~Nikki Moore

 

 

Poetry Today

Betrayal, the final blow

Paragonwords

Walk away
Without looking back
Leave a trail
Of brokenness
In the aftermath
Of your betrayal

I will let you walk
Into the heart of darkness
There you will stay
Carrying your destiny
Tied to your callous heart

Go away from me
Let not my eyes
See your face
Our story is over
My hands are washed
Cleaned

Final sentiments
Written in blood
The gift of knowledge
The power in knowing
When to let go
Is right now

Walk away this day
We are no longer joined
A broken union
A chapter ending
Wasted gift, signed, sealed
And discarded

~~Nikki Moore

 

 
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All material written in this blog is Copyright © Nikki Moore 2015, 2016.

 

Poetry Today

Who Are You Really?

Paragonwords

Sometimes I glimpsed
into the heart of the man
you’ve made yourself to be
and found hiding beneath
the darkness
traces of who you really are
Sad images, bound by circumstances
living a lie
extravagant and beautiful
the outside appeared
yet on the inside
a torn heart held
broken promises
dormant and alone
hiding in the shadows
of a deranged soul