Whiskurz : Writing

Our Spirit's Song

Our Spirit's Song

A Poem by Whiskurz


What is poetry? I've heard it saidIt's something you can feelA thousand thoughts caught in your headThat causes our souls to healIt's never about a pr..
A Love Poem

A Love Poem

A Poem by Whiskurz


'Tis but a simple kiss I seekTo release my heart of sorrowA mere token of your affectionMy purpose on tomorrowEnchanted by your radiant beautyI dare n..
The Crystal Princess

The Crystal Princess

A Poem by Whiskurz


She would see it in the windowEach morning as she'd passThe sun would make it come to lifeThis doll that was made of glassHer eyes as blue as the deep..
Rainbows and Daisies

Rainbows and Daisies

A Poem by Whiskurz


She ran through fields of daisiesChasing her pot of goldOn the tail of every rainbowShe was only six years old"Someday I'm gonna catch one"She always ..
Dogs Go to Heaven

Dogs Go to Heaven

A Poem by Whiskurz


I am sure that dogs go to HeavenAs sure as my soul shall ascendFor what kind of place would Heaven beIf it didn't take man's best friend?Now some migh..
Broken Promises

Broken Promises

A Poem by Whiskurz


Where do broken promises goWhen they become a lie?Do they simply just pass away,Or just refuse to die?Does someone keep them locked away,Hoping we'll ..
The Collector

The Collector

A Poem by Whiskurz


There was an old man, a collector of sortsWho made his living off of the deadThrough the obituary page he'd earn his wageBuying things that others had..
Shadows

Shadows

A Poem by Whiskurz


As light envelopes the eastern skyAnd scatters in all directionsDarkness is born within the lightIn the form of soulless reflectionsThe light commands..
Where Pain Comes From

Where Pain Comes From

A Poem by Whiskurz


Does anyone know where pain comes from?It's invisible, but easy to findIs it buried down deep inside the heart?Is it growing inside our mind?Or maybe ..
Feeding the Pigeons

Feeding the Pigeons

A Poem by Whiskurz


He sits on the bench, day after dayJust to pass away the timeFeeding the pigeons his left over dinnerA man, well past his primeHe smiles and waves as ..


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