Poems from RebelPoet
A small town New England poet from CT. I like figuring out ways to make words work. Suppose you could call me a Rebel Poet. I write about your standard themes in different ways. I also write about experiences, changes, etc. I'd like it if you'd read what I post and leave constructive criticism. I don't consider debates constructive or conducive to writing, though.
Adieu sweet lover
The hour of departure has
Emerged in the bleakest
Manner,
A remnant of love
Gone awry in the truest sense
As I draw my...
Fragments of my heart strewn across a barren floor
Desolate of compassion.
Void, bitter, full of contempt towards the betrayer of my
Soul....
Who is this person that I see-
Staring at me?
Is it a fragment of my soul
That reveals the various dimensions of my mind,
Or is it a part...
Echoes
Rising above the silence
Permeate my soul.
In the bleak midnight hours,
They whisper intimate thoughts to my heart.
I survey the...
Echoes enter the crevices of my being.
The voices lead me to contemplate complex questions.
Who am I to be? What will I become? What is my...