Free Verse

One Last Petal

I stand alone

But I am strong

Wind nor rain has not

Washed away my existence


My roots are deep entangled

With the tears of the ones

Who have beheld my beauty


See I’m wisdom and purity

I am love peace and unity

I stand alone and I’m free


 Mesmerizing eyes

Archaic soul deep with -in

Yearning for loves heart

Menace to Poetry


Words volatile soften

Emotions integrating

Heart and soul

Segregating the weak from the strong

Blood sweat tears

Cathartic healing

Driven to poetic madness

Beautiful anger

Dangerous sword to divide

The connotation of meaning

To words

Symbolically spoken

From the soul

A two edge sword

Dividing and cutting words

To shred

Bringing dread and wanting

Fear to those all whom opposed

The warning

Poetry can be hostile and

Gentle in the same breath

A dagger in the heart of words

A lovers whispers to the spirit

A whimper of a soft moan

Of pleasure

Don’t mistaken for

Menace to poetry