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    Left Busted, Broken, And Blind

    Restless nights miles from sleepWitnessing the light fading fastWithout reward the price is steepCan’t outrun this troubled past Once crippled with silent ragePinned beneath a heavy stoneBattered heart in a dusty cageDesperate days spent all alone Hateful acts forged in painA...

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    • This is a dark piece, but it is really good. Thank you for sharing it.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I know it’s kinda dark, it came out of nowhere. lol. I’m in a good mood still. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • Well look at you being all dark after Christmas:)
      Each section had its own dark point of view.
      I really enjoyed the stanza about evil hiding in the mundane
      It reminds me of the saying in the Bible. Idle hands are the devils workshop.

      Great piece amigo!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Also my favorite stanza as well. I was kinda going for the idle hands vibe. Wasn’t meaning to be dark at all, this write came out of nowhere. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • hello dearest Damian very darkly powerful ❤️

    • Fantastic piece of dark poetry my friend. Wonderfully executed.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It certainly spawned out of nowhere. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Heavy hitting vibe, bro This moves the mind down some chambers

      Much respect

      Naaj

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Naaj. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Sometimes you gotta just roll with the punches. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • A bittersweet piece, so beautiful and sad! I am glad that you reassured us that you are doing well , dear Damian!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Well I didn’t want anyone worrying about me, and I was happy while I wrote it. It’s kinda like a rain storm while the sun is still shining kinda vibe going on here. So bittersweet fits it perfectly. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This reads like a slow descent through psychological aftermath—the kind that doesn’t announce itself loudly but corrodes over time. The imagery stays grounded while the emotion escalates, especially the idea of evil hiding in the mundane. Quiet, heavy, and effective.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You got all that out of this write? lol. I’m just joshing you. Seriously though, your commentary really means a lot to me as well as your continued support my friend. You’re a gifted writer and I’m a fan of yours as well. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I can see why others see this is dark, but I read it more as a reflective piece on darker moments. Like sitting under moonlight and remembering full darkness of troubled days…having just enjoyed the warmth of a fire and full spirit. There are definitely elements that lean into darker aspects, but if we’re not peering into those corners, are we really paying attention, or are we just living in denial? To be all sunshine and daisies in the current environment is pure folly. I don’t see dark, I see the shadows that follow us wherever we go. The hope that we still find light. Follow that muse where it takes you, my friend. It never leads you astray

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I always enjoy your commentary, this one is reflective in a sense. Darkness does hide in those corners always lurking in shadow and watching our every move. To believe it doesn’t exist is denial I agree 100% Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • this is extraordinarily noir if you don’t mind me saying .. just saying .. Neville

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I don’t mind you saying at all, that’s cool with me. Thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Behind A Grin

    Cutting against the grain is tough Battle tested dressed in scars It’s never easy when it gets rough Unable to reach the falling stars   Opportunity often left to chance I’m so done with second guessing  Forbidden love is a cosmic dance With issues that need addressing   Is...

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    • hello dearest Damian I love the flow here and the content is so true I feel you on this ❤️

    • Well said my friend. A powerful message I can relate to.

    • i love this…the rhyming scheme…your words, impressively expresses the
      compelling validity that stares us in our faces. an amazing write!
      ~ c

    • Dear D,

      For me this was on fire. I kept thinking of close calls trying to stay in my lane at the same time of feeling lured into another. With just enough sliver of light to keep the full on pitch black from engulfing my soul. Intense write. Great piece. H🌷

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, H. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Too many close calls, I know the feeling as well. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I like how this moves through doubt and self-interrogation without rushing to answers. The questions feel earned, not rhetorical.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thanks for your amazing commentary and continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • There’s a simultaneous sense of strength and uncertainty in this that drag at me. Like you know you made the right choice, but how close was it to the edge? That feeling I know all too well. If we’re not reviewing actions, we’re probably doomed to repeat them. Goes for individually as well as globally. Another layered one. Keep chasing thought, my friend. You always bring gold when you do

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I think your commentary is a pretty spot on analysis, and it definitely applies to both. I’m too old to learn a different trick when it comes to chasing the truth my friend. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Love this! Skepticism is not paranoia, though gaslighters may disagree. Experience provides a roladex of patterned behaviors, and when there’s multiple red flags its no longer paranoia but an obvious truth.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Anna. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I concur with your powerful and precise commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    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...

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

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

        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.

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

        Damian

    • 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

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    Bored By The Norm

    Each confession a breadcrumb  Haven’t got all the answers yet Same pattern a different drum Raw silence equals heavy debt   Numbers change for a price Depending on if you play along Trusting no one is sound advice Said some old forgotten song   Explain the fundamental illusion  That leads...

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    • Oh, this is good, Damian.

    • There’s a song in there somewhere.Obviously in a minor key.

      Great write🤘

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Peter. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Usually in a minor key for sure. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I would be bored with the norm as well. This is good Damian

    • Powerful writing, my friend.

    • First this can be both a poem and a song, it has the beat of a song. Second, You said in your note that instead of thinking wiser You rolled with it, but truth to be said your poem from first line to the final is all wisdom. For me this is a monologue with the inner self to make sense of what is not sense, To be aware of everything that happened and what is needed to be changed, the “had enough” and welling to breaking the patten of the same repeation is felt in the final verse, your poems always has a personal feeling and that make them special.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I think it works either way myself. I must say I always enjoy your commentary and opinions, you’re pretty much on point with where I was going with this one. There are always pieces of me in my writes my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Oh damn, that last verse hit hard. After each of the other verses, it became a hammer of defiance. I’m not sure I believe in a norm. It always just strikes me as others expecting you to be more like them. Meet them at their level because they’re too lazy to move. To evolve. No thank you. This is another strong piece. And I think just rolling with it worked out beautifully, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I don’t know that I believe in the norm either, I agree it’s like living up to the standard of others, funny thing is that they can’t live up to it themselves. But hypocrites love to snipe at others. So glad I rolled with it as well. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Powerful work, my friend. Vivid and sharp.

    • Damian when the illusions melt away and the masks are gone there is a great since of liberation as well as sadness. Not fitting in can make one feel alone but at the same time emancipated from a lifetime of being a square peg in a round hole. Truly great poetry here, my friend. You have given me the reader a glimpse into a life that is honest to oneself. I am most enriched to have read this.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve learned over time that the honest approach can be the most open to be heard. Thank you so much for your support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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