Derek Vincent

poem by Derek Vincent

I am the blue sky that swallows pain. I am the dead cleansing rain. All of my clouds are dreams. Watch as they flow away in waterless streams. I am the ground you walk on. Once you dig into me I am gone. I will be here for years... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Do you ever feel like no one seems to care? Like life's just hard to bare. Feel like you're living an endless nightmare? At only you everyone seems to stare. You want to run away. But you're being forced to stay. Legs caught... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Silence gapes through the phone. I never felt more alone. My soul battered and tourn. With nil left to do I mourn. Loneliness hasn't a cure. Love is no longer pure. It only suffers unto my devastation. My heart is nil more t... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

I closed my eys and realized; all of my life; you took for granted. While I'm dead asleep in bed; slaughtered my soul; fed off the pain. Everything you took; you took in disdain. You stole my heart and breath away; with mind a... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Whenever endeavor i close my eyes tight. When opened i'm blinded by light shining so bright. "They say love is poor, they say love is pure." I do not care for amour. Love is a pheromone as it were. No need to worry I have fallen ... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Nicole my sweet. Feel my heart pulse to your beat. I just want to feel your emollient skin with mine. I can make you feel deity and under the moon; shine. A rose is balsamic. A creature that can be rhetoric. My love maybe a pa... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Standing all alone in the rain. Drenched in my pain. When will I stop blaming myself. You're the one who lead me in disbelief. There's not a night that I cant sleep. The love we shared was deep. When will you learn we're me... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

I see only the depiction of a chosen shadow. Only on walls of caves do they glow. They're a sight seen by prisoner's of ego. Chained in place, what is real I will never know. The light burns the image that I perceive. The darknes... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Dear Christie, I love you. I sincerely do. You make me feel whole again. You cleanse and wash away my pain. Inside, a rose is symbolic. But as for my heart, it's xenobiotic. I only want to be you. My world is a lie but yours i... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

opposites may attract but my conscience retracts. all love is infatuate but there is one that pursues fate. we are the perfect but our love is a defect. if she does provoke fidelity what shall I do in reality. for whom ever cares ... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Quit starring at me with your catatonic eyes. Your face thalidomide like when someone dies. Shove me aside shout "spare me your kiss. I'd rather burn in eternal bliss. Leave me alone and be." So tell me why you're being inimical ... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Infatuation? To love or to covet. Love? To admire or to ogle. Covet? To desire or to want. These are questions we've deemed necessary to not answer. Apathy? To not care or to despise. Caring? To show amity or to show symp... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Dozing off into mist while carving your name into my wrist some may say it raises concern to me it's like floating in a cistern damn this feeling feels so acerbic piercing the ground while it's still acidic why must I be part ... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

If beauty's on the inside, then you're abhorrent. If you think love is true, then you're ignorant. If all you are is effigial, then you're inimical. I should've kept thalidomide, I have nil left to hide. I thought that I was in... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

As the butterfly flew, the rain poured as the dead wind blew, the rain spit at the butterfly as the butterfly had fallen, he stopped breathing as the butterfly had spoken, a silhouette apeard as the silhouette leaned, the butterfl... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

How could I've been so myopic, to understand your logic. It took me til I was far to late, to clear my slate. I know now everything I took for granted, is deep down and dead. For what it's worth I still care, denying you just isn't... Read more