Author Archives: Docpoet

Searching for my inner muse Trying to conjure up a ruse To trick my errant  mind to create A thing of beauty that can satiate A burning desire within me To leave my mark for posterity Create an object of timeless appeal Something that lovingly I could seal Waiting for inspiration to strike me Which never does appear likely Since the humdrumContinue reading “A longing to create”

Since we call ourselves civilized Violence is wrong, we’ve realized But we are still humans, and need to express Our anger and frustration, that we tend to dress In layers of words coated with saccharine Polite words, disguising intentions mean Don a fake smile and pretend to be friends Then look to destroy them under someContinue reading “Passive aggressive”

Believing in yourself is an endless destination. Believing you have failed is the end of the journey.- Sarah Meredith My fragile spirit was crushed times innumerable No faith in myself made obstacles insurmountable My confidence was weighed down by sheets of reproach Every problem I tackled with a fearful approach Afraid was I of being laughed at,Continue reading “Confidence”

Like a potent potion Love, the drug-like emotion Drowns you under its influence Like an addictive substance Creates a mood euphoric Makes speech suddenly rhetoric Transports you in a world of fantasy You dive into realms of ecstasy Even as it stealthily upturns your life Maddening love makes you feel alive. * Alas, just asContinue reading “Love as a drug”

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. – William Shakespeare Carrying a weight constantly Of guilt that I felt incessantly On falling short of expectations Efforts thwarted by frustrations Never was able to be good enough The path to success seemed to be rough I chided myselfContinue reading “Guilt”

I searched my soul for replies Related to my lukewarm ties To the people all around me I could not bond completely With them like they did with each other I felt relationships were like a tether That would root me down to the ground When I just wanted to fly all around Like a fish outContinue reading “Solitude”