Orson Amadeus : Writing

Beginning of the End?

Beginning of the End?

A Poem by Orson Amadeus


Sitting on guitless thronesBuilt from morally sound bonesWe judge and we hate.Never thinking,never hesitatingTo cut down our foes with cowardly blows...
Lust

Lust

A Poem by Orson Amadeus


Thelust of man escaped from pandoras curiosity. Never ceasing, with suchferocity. It tamesthe heart and minds of all whether thier bravery be big o..
The day it forever rained

The day it forever rained

A Poem by Orson Amadeus


Bringing tears from autumn skies. The Earth tries towash herblinding eyes. Upon leavin the womb we are only taking steps closer to an inevitable tomb..