Sandra Black

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A morbid state of fugue
A miasma of lucid dreams
Awake and yet not level
This night is endless it seems
...

Why do I love him so?
I keep away from him
But in my heart I know
Only he can make my heart beat so
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Every morning
Over cups of iced coffee
Or in the tub
They meet hidden
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My heart had turned to stone
It was cold and broken
Down to the last bone
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He must be special
This man I know
Mum seems to love even more
She chats him up
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Prayers for a special someone
Prayers to forever be
Prayers in his heart mind
Prayers for safe to be
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She walks around with a smile on her face
And not one person in the whole wide world
Knows the reason for her quickened pace
The world can see the glow on her skin
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Tie him to the post
Make him your worst roast
Then begin to boast
If that doesn't work
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When this Earthly soujourn is done
My life with you will have only begun
Together we shall soar the universe
Rhyme together in blank verse
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Why did you do it?
You always knew
Deep down
That us will never be
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This is what the end sounds like.
And I feel sorry to have wasted my time
A fraud a liar a cad a tripe
He was but dirty grime
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The warmth, permeates through my pores
Fills me with a tingling feeling in my head
Why this is the hottest place after my bed
Your aroma arouses my senses
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Thank you for not wishing me
I feel ever so blue
With you I'm so pleasured
it's like sniffing glue
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There is laughter through my tears
A smile bringing good cheers
A moment with you
Keeps me floating all day
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You are nobody's possession
You are nobody's fool
I am sorry if sometimes
I seem a bit uncool
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There is a boy who brings
A smile to my face
His smooth voice
His airy grace
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Is he really mine Lord?
I scarce believe it
Is he really truly
Mine for the asking?
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Drifting along the river Nile
Slow rushed and yet gentle strides
Going with the flow
To see where it begins
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He is surrounded by beauty
He is surrounded by brains
My soul doth yearn for him in vain
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My dead soul comes alive
When I speak to you
Each word you speak
Each sound that escapes
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The Best Poem Of Sandra Black

Sleeplessness

A morbid state of fugue
A miasma of lucid dreams
Awake and yet not level
This night is endless it seems

Twisting and turning in bed
Doesn't offer respite
When you are alone
Even the large empty bed is tight

The morning after is worse
When the silence can draw a hearse
Creepy dead mares
Trample in my waking nightmares

My head is all aflutter
My lips like molten butter
Words fail to form and shape
And coil round the neck and nape

The throbbing drums inside
Offer no respite
Bang bang bang bang
Like a hammer on a gong

Sorry, sleeplessness is not for me
I cannot be this stressed
Give me sweet slumber
That when I am at my best

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