Human (Poetry)

Am I human? Am I the fury and the storm?

An eternal shade of conflict, A roses many thorns

Am I human? Crying-crawling in the mud
A prisoner of many passions reason cannot overcome

         

Am I human? Something-someone full of lust

Struggling against desire, trying not to self-destruct

Am I human? I’d rather be like God, 
Existing outside all the pain, beyond the hope of love

Place the bullet in the chamber of their gun; 

pull the trigger of mind’s eraser if I’m one.

Bonfire (Poetry)

[I haven't written a poem in years but I was inspired by a friend of mine recently, who is not the subject of the poem, btw. It's not great, but I think it has potential.]

Purple, orange, gold

Ethereal spikes of radiation

Consume your every word

Substantiated by your letters

No more oceans of “forever”

Or recitation of our passions

Inked on lightly scented paper

Along your faded final image

Releasing prized inscriptions

Little razors through my fingers

Gravity fights briefly with convection

‘til “The Reach” becomes the victor

Sleep forever on this pyre

Fuel my catharsis never ending

What was “Love” becomes eternal

When its ashes raise to Heaven.

                                

~ Theory M. Parker