Spite Poems
The Gray Days
by Marcus Malkowicz
I know it’s the afternoon
I know the sun exists
Though what I see
Only lives a lack of color
A lack of color
That’s so unappealing
Yet so striking
It screams without a soul
......
The Lonely Garden
by Juan Delgado II
The rose is black
it’s petals bleed
Nurtured from a
poisoned seed
Thorns that prick an
innocent soul
Extracting parts from the
whole
Stem so long, sinuous
beauty disingenuous
......
The Lonely Garden
by Juan Delgado II
The rose is black
it’s petals bleed
Nurtured from a
poisoned seed
Thorns that prick an
innocent soul
Extracting parts from the
whole
Stem so long, sinuous
beauty disingenuous
......
The Gray Days
by Marcus Malkowicz
I know it’s the afternoon
I know the sun exists
Though what I see
Only lives a lack of color
A lack of color
That’s so unappealing
Yet so striking
It screams without a soul
......
