Poetry

July 27, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Matthew Stockman

 

By

Nicole Surginer

 

 

Hollow Eyes

 

 

The world is drowning in

Fluoride tainted waters

Poisoned with selfish intent

Seeping unrest through humanity

Toxic potions of shallow vanities

Media fashioned tunnel vision

Complacence clouded eyes

Hollow thoughts, empty hearts

Moths throw themselves

to the maddened flame

Stumbling cluelessly to a tune

Led by pied piper callers

Wolves clothed as sheep

Drawing the flock to the pit

I spit out the venom of treachery

That my sight remain clear

To keep the truths of love

In my unwavering heart

To value human life

Aware it can not be weighed

on a political scale

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lonely Shadows

 

 

All is silent now

Alone in dismal dark

The candle burns solemn

Soft flickering light

Casting silhouette shadows

On caliginous walls

Displaying memory of you

Smoke rises in somber air

The scent of jasmine

Your lingering aura

Pervades my frigid blood

My mind races mercilessly

Thoughts echo madly

My tears flood the oceans

As time marches on

Even as the heart resists

Love comes bearing gifts

Filling empty spaces

Lay you bare as she flees

Leaving abyssal trenches

Fragile from wear and tear

Grief tainted heartbeat

Listless tattered heart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Nicole Surginer

Nicole Surginer is a poet from the small town of Bastrop, Texas. She is inspired to write by her love for nature’s enchantment, a fascination with the power of raw, intense emotion and a desire to create beauty with words. She has been published in Tuck Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic, and Indiana Voice Journal with pending publications at Sick Lit Magazine and the Contemporary Poet’s group anthology “Dandelion in a vase of roses”.

 

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