Unheard Burden

Oh unholy craving of infinite proportions
Upon a quest for things I cannot speak,
Behold the fire set upon this stone,
Yours was never a world alone
Yet you scream and I do not know why,
Unheard this decision
But known irrevocably these moments so define,
Heart fully spent, torn into strips

Liquid Rises to a Lesser Known Queen

Something has begun, alpha tidings trilling, echoing,
Exploding in consumptive ripples through out my mind
Solids seeping in liquid formations and insulting vapors
Sully my mind skulking amongst the darker spots of dirt
Scold my form, knock my predilections,
I know you now as I knew you then;
High Mountains of purported golden paradise
Shrouding untold hells in virtuous mystery,
A death knell tolling for the world of man
Oh fortunate opportunity for sweet gloom and succulent doom

Undead Bride

Cold Undead
So they said
Curse upon my head
Arms of lead
Veins  hard bled
Ammo they are fed
Hide in bed
Soaked in red
Unreal end never she wed

© Christina Nabity
April 2010

I wrote this for National Poetry Month (April) in 2010 as an example of a simple rhyme poem.

Hands Begin to Bleed

Drowning in simplicity
There is an utter lack of a bottom
To this deep black hole,
Smother me in antipathy
Kill my inner wisdom
I want something that has been taken
Swallow this hate and spit it into the abyss,