KellenLou's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by KellenLou — There are currently 9 poems total — keep up the great work!

Midas I lean't to kiss your knuckles bare Your hand ripp'd from me quite aware "I'll turn you gold if you dare, touch me on my left hand there." I simply laughed and shrugged it off "You worry so, and doubt enough" I controlled my atoms very well... – *by Kellen Anderson*	3 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
Linnea In the white, fertile fields of heaven where infinite blessings flow; on February twice seven, with your honeybee wings, you go. You weren't perfect, None of us are. But now you sit upon the morning star. Your aunt must've wept when... – *by Kellen Anderson*	6 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Among These Dark, Satanic Mills The rain smelt of dust As old as England herself And on that stoney moor Or on the canal's shore The heather and heath their fortune bequeath'd Is worth just as much as the cotton and such and the porcelain we blow'd dropped along the old... – *by Kellen Anderson*	6 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Flowering Flames Hell is subjective. Hell is personally tailored, fit like a black suit. You wear that suit to your own funeral, It fits you well. Who on Earth is to know where hell is? All mortals find it underground, But diamonds are found underground You... – *by Kellen Anderson*	3 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Song for the Hypocrites You all preach hypocrisy You preach to end violence, to call off harassment, To make peace, When you all wage a war against those who do not. Do you not see that you're putting cheese down without setting a trap? You only feed the rats ... – *by Kellen Anderson*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
Song for the Tormented Why do I feel such torment? Why do these ancient knives haunt me They cling to my mountains of pain unmovable Climbing to find rationality in a nonsensical fear I cry out to God But the demons torment my heart and they laugh at me They laugh... – *by Kellen Anderson*	0 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Song for the Martyred Romantic I want to run from it all The city is beautiful But it's beauty is fickle And my home here is in the past, But the pressure I feel is modern and cold This whole place is cold Like the steel from which we've built it I am the silent romantic ... – *by Kellen Anderson*	11 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Goodnight, my Moon Goodnight, my Moon. You have set long ago, and soon will rise, But now, it is my turn to close my eyes So far away, we will see each other one day When I, the sun, turn to a smaller star And make that journey so very far Across a bridge... – *by Kellen Anderson*	29 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
February Hymn I found February to be nothing extraordinary But when the birds were heard to sing when I thought I would never hear their ring I felt the rhythm of the woodpecker as it carved the rotting bits from my heart And as the rain falls to the... – *by Kellen Anderson*	6 Views added 2 years ago	Rating