PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Sometimes to see with a poet's eye hurts mercilously

To entertain with pain

To see deeper, feel harder





Sympathise their demise without pity

Looking outside in,

Always on the outside.



To jump from atmosphere to atmosphere

Surf different emotional levels

No-one can keep up





We are locked in our own understanding

Ostracised,

cast out.



We are the strangers,We strive to fit in, be accepted

But we are like the 'Vampyre'

We live on a dimension stretched below and beyond uncertainty



There lies the key. Normality

Exempt to us.



So the few are the many

Different classes, sexes, emotional seers

Cast out by ourselves





Superficiality desecrates our 'soul'

Conjoined we are 'whole'

Fragmented. We are atoms, we are spirit.

We are Soul



We see through beauty

We look inside ugliness and deformity

We embrace it all

We search ourselves out through the minions.



we are a strange but beautiful breed

we are walkers on every plane of life

We are the angels, the devils, the wise.



Locked in by crimson skies

malleable, we drift through life

Like the sands of time we filter by

Eternal



Words are our reality

Emotion is our deliverance

Frantically fighting against time

To engage our poetry on closed minds.



We fight on.



We are a circle of light and shadow

Minds intwined becoming one

A hidden conciousness of love





We suffer for our art

So in our solitude we are accepted

Still on the outside looking in.





We are visitors to history

we are makers of dreams

We are soul catchers

with our insatiable appetite for life



We crave to make sense of nonsense

We entice them to dream

We offer them hope on a plate of poetry



We are embellishers of idiosyncracies.

Still on the outside looking in













© Gabrielle M