The Tyger

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,  In the forests of the night;  What immortal hand or eye,  Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies.  Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews… Read More The Tyger

The Circle Line

Originally posted on On a Side Note:
Letting go Is like leaving a piece of yourself On a subway train You wave goodbye, reluctantly But when lost on the circle line Past baker street, Racing through Westminster What goes around comes around And on the circle line The missing piece returns to you.

The Nightwalker

Shadows stalk the late of night Seeking necks to give their bite Charming faces with piercing eyes Whisper to you, seductive lies Fangs engage drawing blood Dog howls, in the neighborhood Cursed to darkness for eternity A night walker, it will always be To kill a walker, if you could Pierce it’s heart with stake… Read More The Nightwalker