KingstonBlaylock's Saved Poems

world is in peril
a state of great dismay
we are filling up our air bubble
with poison gases every day
the faster we advance
with new technology
the sooner we will be begging
and praying on our knees
auto fumes and factory flames
keep filling up...

Once I was
the master of
these chariots
that sail upon a
godforsaken sea

Tomorrow might
I retake the
reins and ride
once more into
a rising scarlet sun.

To live,
to die,
to grieve
to cry
all have I known
upon the onyx...

Sad Eyes
Sad upon her eyes left her face in a forlorn frown.
Where, tears once existed, patched in salt upon her cheeks.
Nar a word was spoke, from lips that no longer wish to speak.
As a world of billowy clouds, surround a plummeting,...

Depression is like a sky full of dark clouds
Depression is dark and scary
Depression is like a thunderstorm
Depression is as blue as the sky
Being depressed is as lonely as a deserted...

We live in a world filled with sadness
Some hide it in tears
Others hide it in anger
While the rest hide behind their...

Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert...