Burning the midnight oil
never ends well for me
with my mind in clouded turmoil
and my heart yearning to be free.
Still, I will not close my eyes,
I will not sleep a wink,
until the truth will out the lies
or until my ship will sink.
Author: Autumn
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Stranger things I have seen,
that made me who I am,
than you’d imagine in your wildest dreams
drawn into a diagram.
Simple horrors fill my days
and still I beg for more
to end the constant boredom
I fill my heart with gore.
Bloodied hands lay their claim
upon my tender heart
and tear with all their might
until I fall apart.
© Autumn Siders 2008
Remind
We never get enough time
even though no time would
be enough.
Still the moments exist,
taken as still frames in my mind,
etched in my heart to forever
remind.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Unknown Depth
The roaring brook is like
music to my ears
with its unknown depth
drowning my fears
and the trees overhead
block out the light
sending me into the darkness
I need to fight.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Coat
The seasons change
and so does my coat,
leaving you to drown
in this hair filled moat.
Just try to kiss me
and you will find
a beard of fur
is quite divine.
Lost is one thing
that I will never be
since I leave in my wake
little pieces of me.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2017
Green Eyes
You gave me a look
as if we’d met before
and your smile lit the room
before you even closed the door
and I returned a gaze
as my heart fell to the floor
and I knew in a second
I could not ask for more.
© AUtumn Siders 2017
Cheater
Caught in the act
and two parties react
forever engrained,
tainted and stained.
Apologies don’t count
as flowers mount
and love is lost,
was it worth the cost?
© Autumn Siders 2017
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A darkness resides,
deep within my soul,
ready to strike as needed,
simmering like hot coal.
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Too many times I’ve been burned
so now the tables are turned.
I’ll let my darkness of the leash
and release this deadly beast.
© Autumn Siders 2008
Ninja
Precise and stealthy,
you will never know I’m here
until it’s too late.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Eloped
I left the next page blank,
as if someday I’d find
the words to finish a story
that should never have left my mind.
The words that bled into the page
couldn’t capture what I’d hoped
and the blank page that I left
took my ideas and eloped.
© Autumn Siders 2017
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