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    What We Show

    Not one for hiding behind ghosts Illusions manifest with each voice Only a fool would doom his hosts While denying another of a choice   So unsettled from never knowing Being unable to reason with guilt Shadows on the wall are growing   Coming to poison what...

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    • chèr D.,
      Amen to that.
      I’ll be back tomorrow to read it again.

      Kind regards, Gus

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Gus. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Come back as often as you’d like. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Your wallop of a write had me nodding in agreement. So many truths are nestled in every line. Love will indeed live forever! Outstanding write, my friend.

      Clay

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

        Damian

    • Well said. No body is promised tomorrow.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Exactly, nobody is promised tomorrow. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • That last stanza sends this one home. Wonderful piece Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. My favorite stanza as well. Appreciate you.

    • Dear D,

      Inspirational to be sure. This write was a movie short where I could envision the hero if the piece roaming from one stanza to the next recognizing the differentiation of God and truth vs ai and evil. Great write. H🌷

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, H. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thank you for sharing that wonderful vision with me, I like the lens you’re looking through. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • ” Shadows on the wall are growing

      Coming to poison what God built ”

      Those words were written with a hammer and chisel.

      Dope overall vibe
      Diggin the positive outro, brother…

      Much respect

      Naaj

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Naaj. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I dig those lines as well. Thank you for your continued support my brother. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Sigh…where to start? I agree with Naaj up there. 👆 Those lines are definitely carved in granite. There’s a loss of humanity occurring on so many levels today. AI is replacing human labor, taking human paychecks and means of living. But AI does what man tells it. It’s not out there knocking on doors and handing out resumes. It’s the greed of man dehumanizing their fellows that’s doing the damage. The fact that we have a deranged overstuffed cheese puff feeding frenzy to his blind acolytes speaks volumes for the state of man’s moral compass right now. Every decision they’re making is destructive…to the earth (our host) and to its guests (us and wildlife). Yeah, I got rolling but this one took me to so many places. Keep carving those lines, my friend, and I’m sure I’ll keep ranting

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Like I told Naaj, I love those lines as well. I agree with you as I tend to do, I saw a story today where Chat GPT is causing people to commit crimes and hurt others and themselves. It needs to be regulated at the very least, but that ain’t happening with the Cheeto in power. These tech bros are accessories to the most corrupt regime after all. Man’s moral compass is damn near broken. lol. Always enjoy your commentary, even though I get you riled up. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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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 ❤️

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

        Damian

    • 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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