​My Poems​

From thrashing rage to mournful wail, Metallica's music never fails. Hetfield's roar, a primal scream, Hammett's riffs, a metal dream....

The mirror shows a stranger now, a face etched deep with time, Where laughter lines, like canyons, course, a map of life's long climb....

In twisted sheets, a cold sweat clings, A terror grips, the darkness sings. The man awakes, a gasp escapes, His heart a drum, a frantic...

With a grin that stretches ear to ear, And eyes that sparkle bright, A man unbound by doubt or fear, Embraces morning's light. He sees...

The air hangs heavy, thick with dust and sighs, No sun breaks through this ashen, endless sky. The ground beneath, a cracked and barren...

A mind adrift in shifting seas, Where whispers dance on the breeze. A world unseen, a vibrant hue, Only the heart truly knows it's true....

A mind's own stage, a world unseen, Where whispers turn to screams so keen. The lonely soul, a fractured tune, Struggles in a world out...

In skies the storm clouds twist and churn, Where lightning cleaves the earth's embrace, The Valkyries on swift winds turn, With helmed...

Odin, Allfather, with beard of snow, One-eyed wanderer, where knowledge doth flow. Your ravens, Huginn and Muninn take flight, Whispering...

Beneath a sky of endless gray, Where Vikings carved a fearsome way, Denmark rose, a land of might, With longships swift in the fading...

In realms beyond the northern light, Where storms rage fierce and ravens flight, A hall of gold, Valhalla stands, A warriors' haven,...

In realms beyond the mind's own chart, Where logic crumbles, torn apart, There lies a land, a twisted scape, The eerie realm of Reason's...

Half a century etched, a mind in two, One foot in reality, the other dipped in blue. Schizophrenia's grip, a constant, chilling hum, Yet...

In a world of bustling crowds, Where voices echo and laughter sounds, I stand alone, a silent figure, Lost in the symphony of human...

In depths of despair, where hope seems lost, A beacon shines, a love so vast. A promise made, a hand outstretched, Salvation found, a...

In the hush of crowded rooms, he stands unseen, A shadow cast by words he's never keen To let escape his lips, a silent stream, His...

With wings of light and feathers of flame, Two figures dance in the soul's own game. One bathed in dawn, the other in night, Angel and...

A slithering thing, of inky dread, A hellish shadow, ever fed By whispers cold and flickering light, It writhes and twists in endless...

In the realm of fractured thoughts and swirling hues, A man of whispers, lost in a world anew. His mind a canvas, where reality blurs, A...