I've kept myself from posting here for a long time but thought i could share my share of poems.
Here's one that basically sets the tone for all my poems. They're dark and sorrowful even when I am not. This one was inspired by a painting:
Calamity of Touch
"Shades of Grey"
Night is falling
Dark shades of grey await me
In a place where I can’t see
The bathing of silver lights
The pile of memories drift away
The shadow of you next to me is fading
No tears can make the past stay
And outside the silver rays of light are bathing
Forever lost in shades of grey
No more will I recoil at the touch of cold stone
It’s a feeling I’ve grown to love
Just a matter of adjusting the courage
That runs through my acheing bones
A blanket of pouring rain is enough
To keep me alive they say
Safe here raptured in shades of grey
In the garden where we used to walk
All the trees are dying
The grass has turned to ashes
And the honest flowers are sinistery lying
The rose of my innocence is broken
And lies wheeping on the road to sin
In the reflection of silver lights bathing
Morning is dawning
On the shades of grey
And still I cannot see
The bathing of silver lights
Where they used to be