Galerius

When did I start feeling the weight of the world? When did the world get so cold? Why did I have to break your heart? You start off in an ...

So filled I can hardly breathe. Trying so hard but I'm never relieved. I'm trapped in this state. There's no one to talk to; they can't relate. I'm left to ...

Do you remember those careless days? when I couldn't wait to see you, But now you've changed in too many ways. Do you remember the things we used to do? ...

I dare wish our time hadn't ran by through our fingers, just like sand. Oh no, not the old "Time is grains of sand" metaphor. Don't begin your poem with ...

You puzzle me, You; Whose mind I can turn every angle, Caress every corner And still meet a dead end. Sounds more like a labyrinth than a Rubik's cube. A ...

Desire is Power. Burning brighter than any star, brining us closer to who we are. Stars burn, blah blah. It's an old image, puts nothing new on the table. Give ...

Once, I held a human brain, a sad round thing - Chuck the "once" into the circular receptacle. It just adds a connotation of time passing for you, when the ...

This isn't much of a poem. First of all, not knowing how to spell "dying" doesn't come off as very impressive, so have your title fixed as soon as you ...

I'm still working on making my poems more consistent, but I tried to make it as formal as I could without completely changing my original draft. Formal? As in...? It ...

I was standing amongst a large crowd when the rain began to fall While others ran indoors I remained outside The presence of the rain was soothing for me The ...

Guess you won't finish. But since this has no reviews, allow me. The gentle lapping of the waves at me feet relaxed my body. Pictures of what had happened kept ...

He's all alone, just sitting there On his shoulders is the whole world's hate He bears the wind with a frontwards stare He's still alive but it's too late "Frontwards ...

The sunshine breaking free Of cloud cover And the moon gleaming On frosty ground. Might as well say this now: capitalizing the first letter of every line is not necessary ...

Standing on the center line, incandescent lights casting orange on the wet pavement… There are good ways of trailing off a phrase slowly and there are bad ways. You just ...

If you could see what I see, you'd know that the world is in grave danger. Where sturdy forests once reside, now lives a foreshadow of what's to come. I ...