I was born in Chicago and recently moved to Wisconsin. I changed my name from Dravens Regards, cuz that's just me i like diversity and change. I was always into poetry, but after my mother died when I was 15 my passion for it soared, it was a release for the pain and anger i felt. I like writing mostly love and dark poems, different, i know. They allow me to write my feelings down through words. So if you have any questions about my poems, or any suggestions, or even to say hey just drop me a line. |
Dark father, bless me I've sinned a few times.
I've stole more than just nickels and dimes...
You whispered sweet nothings in my ear.
All the while for just me to hear...
The sneer on its face was the darkest black.
It's wicked feet perched it upon the tomb's back...
Sorrow erupts from it's hidden tomb.
As I sit here bleeding, alone in my room...
A tingling sensation rolls off my spine.
Knowing that you no longer will be mine...
So there's this Sailor, sailing out to sea.
Then there's this girl, waiting so patiently...
The scrape of the knife against the bone.
The sound of the thump, as this blade finds its...
Is this anger that housed in my shell I hide,
Normal beyond a doubt or will it subside...
**This is my first obscure poem. It is just a...
If I was a vampire, would you be my donor...
Breathe in the fire, take in the smoke.
Breathe it all in, just to forget you're broke...
Black roses are a symbol of love, love that survives death; and continues to unwind as do the souls of those that have entwind. |
Good Intentions are another name for mistakes that cost too much for an apology |
Hate is a flame found deep inside, |