• Profile Photo
    Ornithophile
    @penguinphile
  • Profile picture of Damian DeadLove
    Cruel Amnesia

    Lost moments these gaps in time Surrounded by such strange faces Unable to reason can’t find a rhyme Empty thoughts in random places   Can’t recall when the mask slipped Sometimes minutes feel like years Somehow the scale must of tipped Got this constant ringing in my...

    Read More
    18 Comments
    • Amnesia, would be a lonely thing for a poet of the forgotten. This was exquisite, Damian.

    • Hello dearest Damian great write I feel this I often wonder if forgetting is a blessing or a curse ❤️

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Maybe a little of both depending on what’s forgotten. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Tremendous work, my friend.

    • Damian, this is strong tonic. I could feel this in my bones as I read. This i the stuff of poetry that feels like strong whiskey on the tongue. Sad but great writing.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is sad indeed. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • It is cruel when the mind slips and cannot grasp what you have lost. Food for thought.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is food for thought, these are the little things I think about late at night. lol. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • Older age? I know all too well the fading of a few things within myself!
      Yet you haven’t lost your literary touch! You are blessed with talent, that hasn’t ebbed. Thankfully we write down our material, no need to remember them from scratch! LOL.
      You still can kick some ass with a pen, Damian. Wield it high!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Getting old isn’t without the fear of losing one’s self along the way. I’m just trying to hang in there. You’re much too kind, Dear Sir. But thank you for your continued support brother. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Exquisite piece Damian. Well written my friend.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you, brother.

        Damian

    • exceptional read! full of concise, vividly profound imagery…
      a sense of melancholic unrest. ~ c

    • As you so often do, you stirred levels here again. I read this from the personal perspective of memories slipping. A sense of self lost in blips of time. I also see this as the world arena and how people have lost their sense humanity, their compassion, their community. Like the whole damn world has global amnesia. And I read it as literal amnesia from losing time in the form of blanks in memory from drink or drugs. Many layers, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Well you know me, I love when there are multiple meanings and endless possibilities. lol. Sometime’s I think it’s probably little pieces of all those things rolled into one. I follow where my muse leads me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Profile picture of Daniel Long

    Daniel Long wrote a new post

    Love As Ruin

    There was a time when the wax streamed from our hot flame.   There was a time when our fire was a spark, then passion caught flame.   There was a time when the flame light burned like hellfire.   We burned on like candlelight until we were...

    Read More
    2 Comments
  • Profile picture of Cipher

    Cipher wrote a new post

    Dirt Shaman

    Dirt Shaman Of the dust and dirt – Born to: Hurt Ardent hardened Icy winds – Archers of The Arctic. All upon the heart Pulsating in The dark. Whispering flames of The art. Born to be A rocket. From the very Start. Of the Heart. The third eye That doesn’t lie Reading the pentacles of The oracles ***Cipher Poems ***

    Read More
    2 Comments
  • Profile picture of Daniel Long

    Daniel Long wrote a new post

    Our Soul-Light

    As our wax burns and drips down - our time is lost.   We both need darkness to see our flame - our soul-light.   We both need wind to see our flame's flickering persistence.   We both need ruins to see our flame illuminate a world -   which you...

    Read More
  • Load More Posts

My Friends

Profile Photo
Poetspeak
@poetspeak
Profile Photo
Ornithophile
@penguinphile
Profile Photo
Poemstar
@poemstar
Profile Photo
M.E
@mustapha
Profile Photo
uma summultima
@summultima

Groups

Group logo of National Poetry Month
National Poetry Month
Public Group

My Recent Posts

completion of desire

desire

Location

india

New Report

Close